
Take me in like a scene from a movie
Where the hero gets lost in a rainy city.
Rub me off like the cheapest perfume,
But I’ll still linger, and you’ll still miss me.
Make plans and undo your past mistakes.
Wait for the knot in your stomach to die.
I might not be the one you’re looking for,
Still, I’ll be your friend and your alibi.
-Jackie