Two Little Girls

You were fresh off the boat from virginia

I had a year in new york city under my belt

we met in a dream

we were both 19

I remember where we were standing

I remember how it felt

2 little girls growing out of their training bras

this little girl breaks furniture, this little girl breaks laws

2 girls together

just a little less alone

this little girl cries wee wee

all the way home

Yiu were always half crazy, now look at you baby

make about as much sense as a nursery rhyme

love is a piano dropped out a four story window

and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time

I don't like your girlfriend, yeah I don't like her

never seen one of your lovers do you so much harm

I loved you first and you know I would prefer

if she didn't empty her syringes into your arm

Here comes little naked me padding up to the bathroom door

to find little naked you slumped on the bathroom floor

so I guess I'll just stand here with my back against the wall

while you distilled your whole life down to a 911 call (chorus)

So now you bring me your bruises

so I can oh and ah at the display

maybe I'm supposed to make one of my famous jokes that makes everything ok

maybe I'm supposed to be the handsome prince who rides up and unties your hands

or maybe I'm supposed to be the furrow-browed friend who thinks she understands

Here comes little naked me......