Occasions - Brendan Hines

Don’t think that I don’t think that you

won’t be here when I return

I was too cautious

but now I’m just nauseous

and I’m getting ready for the burn

But I get scorched,

I get flamed by the torch

that you’ve made

for occasions just like this

Strangely excited

but oddly invited

into your house for a drink

all you’ve got is rum,

I help myself to some,

and there’s ice in the freezer you think

But I get scorched,

I get flamed

by the torch that you’ve made

for occasions just like this

I don’t mind waiting

while you are dictating

your plans for the rest of the night

It’s one hour later,

my friend used to date her

and I was just being polite

But I get scorched,

and I get flamed by the torch

that you’ve made

for occasions just like this