High

Get high,
die now.
Smoke a cigarrette,
lick your liquor lips.
I drink from a bottle,
and kiss your vodka mouth.
We've left behind the sodas,
we stopped buying pink lollipops.
Sometimes you chew bubblegum,
I just wanna taste your alcoholic tongue.
'Cuz girls don't need boys, not even each other,
though we like rotting our teeth with some beers.