Sing Your Praises

you cover your face with the napkin cloth
we go to a nicer resturant in a new part of town cause we both got paid, I didn't even get lost

we talk until we are horse
your heroism will not go unsung
I say this in between coughing up a lung

you apologize, "the one night you do your makeup nice and I make you cry"
say we haven't laughed like that in a very long while
since our formative years, I reply

we crave to be heard!
we long to be loved
and we are both
we are everything all at once