Audrey
Thomas Pradeau
Audrey
Audrey, you gotta let it go.
Don't ruin it for us.
That you don't care.
Audrey, I know I don't fit in with your crew.
And what's my purpose.
Audrey, love hurts
Love makes you stubborn
Love gets tangled.
So beautiful, she dips her brushes
In the watercolors of my unknown.
Audrey, I know I'm not a king.
I don't really have a roof.
I don't live on the ground.
You know, if we want, we see.
Please give me a chance.
I might be your type.
Audrey, love sweats.
The walls transform in your atmosphere.
And the air that inspires these words.
Just steps away from hell.
Just steps away from my street.
Audrey, I end with these letters.
The lines of your being.
The vines on your lips.
I would marry your silhouette.
On a cigarette.
In the corner of a dream.
You gotta let it go.
Don't ruin it for us.