Modern Love

I was messing around for a year, maybe more

Still my soul reeked of you

I was hell bent on evening up the score

As if one more girl would do

I can’t take this scene, it’s maddening

My soul’s an empty cup

How can anyone found in this blizzard

Of pixels and raw encounters

Twenty teens are so messed up

I’d give it all away for someone as real as you

Where have all the good girls gone to?

The ones who do it right

The ones worth holding on to

And stand for more than just one night

But isn’t this modern love?

In the oughts we thought not of the consequence

Junkies for escape that it produced

Cuz there, we’re all shining stars

Our bright polished avatars

Cover sunken eyes

Now our teeth are getting loose