I can't wait to wake up

I'll take what you can give me and I'll give whatever I have. 

 

You make me wanna -

Be my bad bitch by the pool.

You think we're gonna be -

Ridin' around in my '65?

$35 in my pocket but I don't even think twice. 

You bring me orchids in my sleep and tell me I'm so pretty. 

You do it cause you say you care and it's cheap, but when you're gone I just go back

to counting sheep. 

I let you treat me like shit

for some reason I can't get enough of it.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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