rolling trouble in the morning

you wake up not alone

and it makes you hate it less

she’s selectively awake

when you bring her capuccino

then you go and take a shit

with tobacco in your lip

checking Instagram and Twitter

then collecting daily boni

from some game we started playing

you head back

it’s time to smoke

you bump Lana on your iPhone

rolling trouble in the morning

and you’ll never own a house

but you always make her breakfast

which in turn, just makes you happy

they don’t teach you this in school