Middle School Dance (Song for Richard Swift)

You say you want a mother not a confidante

But for years you've been doing what you want

Now your mother don't know where you are

She don't know that you're the superstar

Little prostitute boy, step

Said if I don't accept your beautiful lie to what you know

Then I show these needle that blow

All this water

Not since making a doubt

All inside

You're all messed up

You're all dressed up

For the letdown

If I get on we'll make it

Time for the middle school dance

And until I fall asleep

I'm still bruising all my dreams

Woke up, why won't you?

Stop!

It's detention here?

What's the tension here?

I picked molly down in the evening, love

I like to walk on the sunshine

I put my head down in the sand at night

I put my hands down and I know where you're at, know yea