Petrus au revoir

Cigarette smoke and empty bottles
You're feeling fake and you're feeling hollow
Hit the road? Where'd you go? I don't know.
Taking pictures in the mirror with your tight black dress
Blew off your friends 'cause you're too upset
Get the car. Hit the bar. Au Revoir.
Oh, if it's love that you are seeking,
you better stay rather than leaving.
Drowning emotions in indifference,
makes you the loneliest girl.
Early December on that Friday night,
I should have kissed by those Christmas lights.
I was scared. Unaware. You were taken.
Playing on your phone and your twitter feed
I think you're hiding, do you disagree?
Settle down. Look around. Look at me.