appetite for consumption

i need a car and a house and a phone

and some new shoes sewn by an eight year old

i need a tan and a dance and a song

and a handsome man to impress my mom

i need a break and a pat on the back

and a steak and a bath and a yoga class

with a frozen daq and an ounce of weed

bitch what don't i need

i need a pet and a fence or a cage

a gym membership and a mexican maid

i need a look and a style and a trend

and a large print book with a happy end

i need a kiss and a reason to laugh

big tits

bit of cash

bees in the trap

and a freaking map to navigate these streets

bitch what don't i need

i need a note and a call or a text

and a priest to confess and a sunday dress

i need to sweat to drink and fight

do enough drugs til i'm not thinking right

i need a bass and a kick and a snare

and a smile on my face as i'm facing the mirror

make a pile of mistakes at a breakneck speed

bitch what don't i need

i need a light and a breeze from the south

and a checking account with a decent amount

i need to fuck

to argue and fuss

better man up quick and grow a pair of nuts

i need a job and a boss and a roof

i need a god and a cross and the proof

i need to watch the news for a shooting spree

bitch what don't i need

a chemical peel

cinnamon chex

a way to escape my imminent death

a sensible meal

a night full of dinner and sex

some new chandon

a sectional couch

my ex-bfs all checking me out

a cute rom com and a hour of professional help

a bachelor pad

a trip to the coast

a mistress sucking my dick on a boat

a master plan and a hit list of people i loathe

some vacant space

a week-long cleanse

permission to speak up and squeeze on in

a razor blade and all ten seasons of friends