A **** in my brow from side to side, You split my skin nine stitches wide. I don’t even have the cogency to cry.
Another ER trip, I swear I’m out. No matter the showers of love that you spout. I can’t put up with another shout. I know one day I can live without…
But I’m clumsy, I’ll tell them I fell. Even though all of my fallacies smell. They won’t believe the volume of my yell. But with gentle arms you re-create my cell. I’ve been here before, I know this death knell.
I wish I could tell you no. You know this won’t be the time I go.