old hometown movie theaters
i love you,
so hurt me.
‘cause that’s how love works,
right?
make me cry,
and then hold me after.
then do it all over again.
that’s what my mother taught me love is.
if you really loved me,
it would hurt to look at you.
but it doesn’t,
so you must not
my mother conducted the marriage of fear and love
in the cathedral of me,
so apologies if i say things
that just don’t make sense.
stream class of 2013 by mitski
