I look in the mirror,
And I find God.
Looking in the eyes
Of someone who doesn't believe
In such a thing.
I guess we question
What we don't know.
I guess that's why I'm so
Good at never saying hello.
Because once they know
You're willing to put in the effort,
You become the only one
Trying to make it work.
So I don't work.
I kiss with the option to run,
To turn left and look back
But not come back.
So I guess I gotta start somewhere.
Same rings as he had,
But slightly luckier to have someone
To call and check on me.