Trying to be good all the time
To not shine in your eyes
To stop before I cry
And think for you

Wanting
Something so much more
My heart won’t be ignored
I can’t believe I stopped and went for you

You can almost see her cry
Eyes filling to the brim
And when you think it’s going to happen
her heart drinks them all again

Thank you for looking my way
It was the only compliment I got today
Though I gave 10
To the one paid to love me
Please give me more
I crave your gratuity

Christmas play
Making me feel
1945
Jolly rock Christmas tree bluebird
I hope you sing loud all week long

Maybe I should write plainly
I do not love you
Yet
I’d like for you to love me

I know that rugs get walked on
Regardless of their cost
Regardless of the time it took the man to weave and wash

I know my will is bending
I’m too tired to make it stop
Earthquake floors from the time I was born
Made me realize my cause is lost

You’re the defense for the offense
White flag you’ve won I’ve not
I’ll go away and build again
And this is where you’re top

I’m just a rug to walk on
A player in a game that won’t stop
I’ve tried my best to defeat it
Now I’d rather just flop

Pea hen high
Shot down
Doesn’t fly
Quite
So much anymore
Still the same color
Feathers much fuller
But still she lay from their ray