Flappers.

You have that flapper in your eyes
they're like a softner when I'm shy.
You've got the bone of skeletons
to make me strong,
you've got the skin of Dillinger.
You're life is Warhol-ized,
with champagne and white lies.
You've got the sparks, you've got the sweets
So if you love me let me know.

Anxiety

I'm afraid I'll live long enough, but not long enough to find happiness, you know?