the black cat
i can't think cuz my head hurts
but i know it's for the best
the alternative makes it worth the pain
what a fine kettle of fish that would be
so, you see, it's worth the pain
and i smell you next to me but you're not really here
i sigh i smile i close my eyes
no way i rest my head feels good
my eyes won't focus and i miss you
your arms surround me as i crawl into your bed
and the black cat hops from between us and leaves
i smile, burying my face in your neck
as i fall asleep with your tshirt