Metro Girl

Verse 1
Reeling from October, thought we’d talk it out but
A cat got your tongue, chewed it up and spit it out
In the plainest of terms, oh as bad as it sounds
God I’d kill myself to try and get my name in your mouth

So I’m walking down sunset, during prime time
A boneheaded act, testing out my nine lives
After hopping the metro, surviving the b line
With people packing heat and kitchen knives

Pre-Chorus 1
No it’s not the smartest choice
A route I should avoid but
A big enough scene might remind you I’m alive

Am I just insane?
For having all these thoughts of
Maybe, if I’m real lucky

Chorus
I could get kidnapped by the mob
Or some gangsters, some thugs
Have the cops on lookout for 2 or 3 months
Have my face plastered on every telephone pole
With a sign that says ‘missing’, and a number for my mum, would you call her?
Say we haven’t talked in months
But I was the closest thing you had to ‘the one’
Taught you 5 ways to flirt without reading a haiku
The first girl at all that I ever came out to

Verse 2
I’ll stare ahead when I’m cutting a crosswalk
Look neither way, maybe do it with my eyes crossed
Ignore all the signals with red hands and roadblocks
Where they say to stop, I won’t stop

Pre-Chorus 2
I’m here risking my life
Its all on the line
If it could make think of me
I’d do it more than twice

Normal people do that, right?
I’m questioning reality
Maybe, if I’m blessed enough

Chorus
I could get hit by a car, or a bus or a train
Or some means of transport within that domain
Send me right to the hospital
One not too far
And once I start bleeding out in the ER
Would you visit me, ask the nurse how I’m doing?
Tell the desk, that you’re the friend and family included
Cry on my sheets and grab both my hands and then
Once I pass away, post me on your Instagram

Bridge/Outro
Tell the whole world, you regret that you ditched me
Use up my death just to garner some sympathy
Roman numerals, in your bio for attention
‘I miss her so much’ would you write it in the captions?

I’ll even let you collect my insurance
Just sign your initials there on my death certificate
Yeah black’s my favourite colour, here’s a chance to wear it out
God I’d kill myself to try and get my name in your mouth