February

Oh February comes so soon That insurrectionary moon Shaking, I said, "baby calm down" Facing places in my hometown I don't know what I can handle When the weather's so unstable And I'm done In February In February I'm feeling smothered underneath Rays of seventy degrees Every time I have to go out Making it all make sense somehow But I'm living on my own terms Staying in when they're all out And I'm done In February In February