If I could speak to you from yesterday
If I could ring you from a week before last
I probably wouldn’t.
To do so, would deliver a sane me
Something which, lately, im certainly not
Seems ive finally blown a gasket
Popped, fizzled out, whatever you want to call it
The mere fact that Im devoting this very time to you
Is a certain testament to my undying madness
I love you and I don’t even want you
I want you and I don’t even love you
…it all depends on Thursdays and Mondays,
to determine how I may be feeling
depends on if my socks match my pants
and If ive chosen that day to actually give a shit about such a thing
which I never have…..
its just those days that I love you
that scare me
on my off evenings,
I see that the reason im not loving you
Is the fact that im still numb
From loving you the night beforehand
You’ve mindfucked me, you little bastard.
My brain is rather dry and not all too receptive at this moment
And id truly appreciate if you left it be
Or perhaps, even, in a fit of personal weakness
Show some compassion
For a little girl in love
With a little boy in pain
I well up at the thought of you
And I hide my salty drips quite nicely.
Its simply the blush of a sneeze, I say
When my nose pops red and my cheeks flush
I start talking like a cartoon character and sniffling
Damn dust, bright lights
And nothing more
Because I cant be read like that anymore
These walls and stones serve a purpose, you know
To protect me, from you
A tissue please, if you ever cared at all
The lights a tad bright in here
It was a wonderful conversation, really,
But I suddenly have the urge to sneeze
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there is freedom within/ there is freedom without/ try to catch the deluge in a paper cup/ theres a battle ahead/many battles are lost/but youll never see the end of the road when youre traveling with me....NF.
If I could ring you from a week before last
I probably wouldn’t.
To do so, would deliver a sane me
Something which, lately, im certainly not
Seems ive finally blown a gasket
Popped, fizzled out, whatever you want to call it
The mere fact that Im devoting this very time to you
Is a certain testament to my undying madness
I love you and I don’t even want you
I want you and I don’t even love you
…it all depends on Thursdays and Mondays,
to determine how I may be feeling
depends on if my socks match my pants
and If ive chosen that day to actually give a shit about such a thing
which I never have…..
its just those days that I love you
that scare me
on my off evenings,
I see that the reason im not loving you
Is the fact that im still numb
From loving you the night beforehand
You’ve mindfucked me, you little bastard.
My brain is rather dry and not all too receptive at this moment
And id truly appreciate if you left it be
Or perhaps, even, in a fit of personal weakness
Show some compassion
For a little girl in love
With a little boy in pain
I well up at the thought of you
And I hide my salty drips quite nicely.
Its simply the blush of a sneeze, I say
When my nose pops red and my cheeks flush
I start talking like a cartoon character and sniffling
Damn dust, bright lights
And nothing more
Because I cant be read like that anymore
These walls and stones serve a purpose, you know
To protect me, from you
A tissue please, if you ever cared at all
The lights a tad bright in here
It was a wonderful conversation, really,
But I suddenly have the urge to sneeze
------------------
there is freedom within/ there is freedom without/ try to catch the deluge in a paper cup/ theres a battle ahead/many battles are lost/but youll never see the end of the road when youre traveling with me....NF.
