We drink grape juice out of wine glasses Because you and I are the quiet kind of riots I want to be sober when I kiss you And if your lips tasted like alcohol maybe I’d never forgive myself when I say I want to see the skin stretched across your ribs And when I finally do I want to be able to Take off my sheep’s clothing and say I’m yours like a broken howl How I almost wish you were drunk enough To say you love me all the same But you’re not So we still drink grape juice out of wine glasses like cheap imitations of our parents And with this weight of adolescence I’m scared And madly in love with you Madly in love with your freedom
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