“She’s a real piece of work,”
(could be said about anyone)
You know lots of troubled girls;
I’m troubled to be compared.

Remember
how you turned down the Shins
since you thought it was weird
I thought of you.

Admittedly on the surface
I’m not at all the one you need
(though like your past lovers,
one you might concede
wakes up your imagination
before sending you away)

(and the reason you keep searching
is because you find me
in every thin mouth
and pair of brown eyes)