Blue Camel

everybody smoked "blue" camel
tires spinning out of control
mountain roads,
just because i say i don't mind,
doesn't mean i should do it,
if  i compensated for all that time
would you see me as i am?
maybe i'll never fall in love like this,
chasing boys on a whim
running out of ideas
to seem casually appealing,
i learned a long time ago
that cruel flirting is a turn-on,
and my blue veins and
chalky thighs don't
really matter too much after all,
he had black, curly hair
brown eyes, six feet,
smelled like weed and nicotine,
tell me baby, do you know
what it's like to love crazy?
80 miles at midnight
love burns on his neck, stained teeth,
i know he didn't deserve me
that wasn't the point.