i am your favourite overplayed record.

scratching, skipping, worn-out, vintage, 

one of a kind.

33 in a damaged sleeve,

but you do not mind.

so, we set the needle back to the first line 

every other night.

i am so tired of being this high on you all the damn time.

no, i am not like you.

no, i do not like using what is not mine.

i can’t handle this comedown,

i swallow your come down

as you tell me, ‘calm down, baby.’

i tell you, ‘i’ve had it!’

‘don’t be so dramatic… but i’ll die if you ever leave.’

you are my favourite overplayed record.

i’m busy fixing what i bought

for $1.99

at a shut-down store i’ve always known,

and i do not mind.

so, we set the needle back to the start

but it’s breaking my heart.