Charlie Brown and the Crazy Forty-Fives
Andrew Sipos
Last night, walking against the lonely concrete
I tried to flirt with suicide.
But she'd only love me for my money.
So I pray for drive by shooters
Their crazy forty-fives cracking out
Charlie Brown suicides
Wishy washy blood smeared across my jacket
Everyone loves a victim
Even crazy forty fives
But you.
You
Stop telling. Stop yelling
I know who I am
I'm blue-eyed and violent
In love with that little red haired girl.
Lucy! Hold that damn football
Lucy!
God, just once......
Bamm!
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