Joint

Your joint is your best friend,
Your guitar is your lover,
But what am I?

Another girl for you to mess with?
Another pretty face for you to flirt with?
Another toy for you to play with?
What am I?

You say sweet things,
You say you love me,
You say you never wanna hurt me.

Your joint is your obsession,
We both know this,
So where do I fit in?

Could I ever be the girl you look at?
The one you don't see through smoke?
Could I be the one to break you?
The one who will take your hand and guide you back?

We've never met in person,
We've only ever talked through electronics,
I don't know your voice,
You don't know mine,
But I feel closer to you,
Than I have with anyone else.

You make me smile,
You make me laugh,
You make me feel whole again.

Your joint is your best friend,
So what does that make me?

Your joint gives you pleasure,
But it only lasts a while.

Why not try me out?
Not for sex,
But for true love.

Maybe, just maybe..
You'll drop the joint,
And see that life has a point,
That point is to be with me.