“The love thing”
Reminds me, admitting
Realizing
The somethings as someone, anywhere
Is this a love affair?
Who is she
Who is burying me down there
Penny pick it up you’ll have good luck
Pains me to be this stuck
Feelings, celings
Paint on the wall
Filling the holes dug up
Shovel in your hand
I apologize for being your friend
It never felt right being this tense
Bleeding, reminds me
Convincing, I know I care
Too much they say
Not enough I swear