I don’t want to be in love.
Love is like the body’s betrayal to the mind.
There is a jagged rock that lies in the bottom of my stomach,
My veins have turned to barbed wire, you see,
If I’m not careful, this stupid love could tear me open at any moment.
I’m teaching the clouds how to cry for me,
So just know whenever it rains all the way in California,
It’s not the work of God.
It’s the work of me trying to get over the distance of 3,000 miles.
Did you really have to be the nicest kind of *******
Everyone asks me where my smile is at,
But how do I tell them that I left in a flip phone and a couple of phone calls?
It only takes a “hey”for you to take away my stressors.
I’ve got blood stains in my skin from talking to you,
But I don’t mind if the barbed wire cuts a couple of times
If I have to hurt just one more day for you then so be it.
If I have to wait just one more day for you then why not?
No.
This is not easy.
I don’t want to be in love and not be able to touch it,
Because there’s always going to be someone better.
Better than me, better than you.
Closer than me, closer than you.
Yet I already promised myself I wouldn’t go for better,
I’d go for first.
And darling. You got here first so here you go.
You can have my heart because I don’t want it if it means settling for something easy.
Now how’s that for dysfunctional?
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC