I want to blow my
speakers out with you
Boom box baby

I picked a flower
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I picked 2 flowers
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I picked 3 flowers
Then ripped its petals
He loves me,
He loves me not,
He loves me,
He loves me not

I thought of buying a bouquet
And try again
He loves me,
He loves me not
Only to realize
That it was too much
To waste beautiful flowers
For an ugly love like ours

Pain, pain go away
And don't come back the other day
I don't want to see your face again
I don't want to play with you again

Pain, pain go away
You're ruining my day
All I want is to be gay
Please don't come the other day

The ocean current was strong
I could not find my way home
I was floating for so long
in this ocean, alone

The wind, it's not a zephyr
I'm almost to sever
Could not fight the wave
So I have to face and be brave

Sometimes its dragging me up and down
One moment I almost drown
Sometimes it leads me nowhere
And I'm feeling hopeless I swear

But since I've been floating for so long
And able to breath for another furlong
Maybe I just have to go on
Stop battling, just hold on

If this was my fate
and I could not escape
Maybe I just have to go on
And just watch how my show goes on

despite it all
there's still my body
with animalistic intent
looking at your lips eyes and hands

those mud pool eyes
swamping and sinking
driving me all kinds of crazy
hands icier than winters’ most desolate day
shock me with their stroke

render me no more
an object of your affection
attention bearing
overwhelming
little paper doll
fold and tear
new dimensions
in which I shall exist

swear to me
i am no longer needed
truth be told i’ll never believe you
your mouth mimes one thing
but your eyes
they flash
telling me otherwise

do you have any idea
the damage that your hands once did
not hurtful in the sense
but the shivers they subjected to
my spine
were cruel in their own right

do not lure me in with barely there surrender
hollow promises flood my empty heart
each crevice awash once more
with the hope
that this time you won’t leave me
swallowing for air

you are missing from me
not i, missing you

i am allergic to washing up liquid
and lovers who taste of day old liquor
unfortunately
neither have a warning
‘may cause irritation’
weary desperation
to scrub clean
every thought of us remaining

my hands are sore from rubbing
my eyes are bloodshot too
crying
sharp hot tears of
glistening glass, cutting at my cheek

every shattered word you said
a piercing pool of lies
next time
will be different
raised voices as high as the expectations

sober me from you
i’ll go cold ’til i no longer feel you rushing my system
addictive coffee skinned boy
drunk on the idea of forgetting you
maybe this relationship be a blur like the night before
that's how I would liken it
maybe we'd be happier surviving on the memories alone
drink me down
throw away the bottle

i can only imagine how your head feels from the hangover
well that's how my heart feels
over