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In my head I call M a lover, not a boyfriend.

We meet up long after the winter sun has set, most nights just wandering around the city, and having sex in his car. I remember cramped spaces and not being adult enough, but somehow slipping under the radar-- something between a pet or a princess, with an all access pass to the night, to the city, to alcohol with his ID, his car… his money. Is it any wonder I am drawn in?

Margaritas and screwdrivers, sake and wine
Cigarettes and cigars when we aren't inside
There's a lot you can do with a legal ID
Now if only this freedom were coming for free

I’m not in love with you, but I'm in love with with this
Driving into the sun
And if you'll be my Icarus
On your way to burn down

In the hookah bar kissing till waiters arrive
Giving head in the bushes around Central Park
On your lap in the subway, the Pelham bound 6
4am at McDonald's, a breakfast so sick

I had my fill

I’m not in love with you, but I'm in love with with this
Driving into the sun
And if you'll be my Icarus
On your way to burn down

The dawn cracks over union square, we’re hungover and cold
But at the end of every night you always drive me home.

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