Indiana

the last time we slept here,
I was young,
you were happier than you’d been for a while
the last time I knew you,
you cried
and I didn’t know how to fix it, yet
now that you treat me like I’m something caught between your teeth
you try to get it out, but it just wont leave
how did I become so obsolete?
how did I become so obsolete?
last night the thunder
hit so loud,
the lightnight knocked the power out
it made me miss you
so much
but you aren’t here, so so much for that
now that you treat me like I’m something caught between your teeth
you try to get it out, but it just wont leave
how did I become so obsolete?
the next time that we sleep in Indiana, what will I believe?