Gerunds by Matthew Milia

Holiday errands
The piling of gerunds
In the snow
Now that my parents
Really got no
Place to go
Even to cash a check
Flash a little hope card in the deck
Whoa

The sadder that we get
Puffing on your e-cigarette
The moment that we met
Keeps getting harder to regret

So here we are
In your car
Listening to
"Found Out About You"

But one last thing
One last little thing
Seems I'm always holding on
To one last thing

Did you ever get paid
Queen of the downgrade, honey pie
For all the beds you made?
Afraid to show the tears in your eye
No questioning why
Never short on supply

The store wasn't open
For your ibuprofen when I went
The morning was frozen
The salt didn't melt through my intent

So there we were
In a blur
Shouting through
"I'm sick of myself when I look at you"

So one last thing
One last little thing
Seems I'm always holding on
To one last thing

Holiday errands
The piling of gerunds
In the snow
Fuck total awareness
There's only one thing I should know

Appears on Enter the Kingdom