Hazel

I was riding on Beverly by myself
I was working at Yummy, no daylight, hell
You were coming over once a week, wearing my lap
You held me while I cried for the first time in a long time
Never really good with people or comforting them
My mom diagnosed, brother crying in his hands
Asked her, If she died, who gets to keep my cat?
Don't know why death would affect me like that

But it did
At least my mom still lives
But my cat's gone
Where my childhood is
Where my innocence lives
On a pretty street
Thirty minutes from where I sleep
But I miss my bunk bed
And the sunsets
And the old friends
And the dead ends
Even when I didn't have a reason to smile
But I still did
Love songs on a blank disc for ya

Nights in your RV I won't remember
Rides in your car seat, I won't forget
Nights in your RV I won't remember
Rides in your car seat, I won't forget
If you don't fit my groove, better move out
If you don't fit the mood, what are you and I?
If you don't fit my groove, better move out
If you don't fit the mood

Fuck being modest
Got me in bed with you
More alive than ever
Quit eating junk food
Wear the same pants all week
Got bleach on the side from
When you dyed my hair green
Looks blu, but you tried

The times that I thought it was love were just peaks
A mountain a month, between terrible weeks
All this bad company
But everything I hate is a product of me
Can't take back what I've been born with
My family's gorgeous, flaws and all
I won't ignore them, they're important
Keeping these friends until the end
Cause they're important too

Sammy got my back, and I got Jack's too
But that don't mean everything squeaky clean in between
That's really just how much they all mean to me
And rest in peace to my cat, Gary, and Aunt Jane
Steve, Kitty, Mary, Cousin Jason, Rhonda, Richard

Just stay forever
Can you just stay forever
Can you just stay
Can you just stay the night?

Nights in your RV I won't remember
Rides in your car seat, I won't forget
Nights in your RV I won't remember
Rides in your car seat, I won't forget
If you don't fit my groove, better move out
If you don't fit the mood, what are you and I?

If you don't fit my groove, better move out
If you don't fit the mood
If you don't fit the mood
If you don't fit the mood
If you don't fit the mood
If you don't fit the mood