A Place To Stay

He always longed to be a black man, and she would always stumble through the town

He found it hard to understand her, always living in a world so upside down

On the surface, he would laugh a lot whenever there was something to be felt

But on the bottom of his ocean lay a thousand different bruises he'd been dealt

Too many fears, too many beers

Too many bars, she's seeing stars

Too many nights filled up with lust

Too many things he doesn't trust

Too many days spent waking up

She slips and falls on a coffee cup

He used to cater to her whims