The music blares And I'm stuck between bodies Pasted together from all the perspiration, That's when I burn from your stare
Enveloped by blue seriousness And the crease of your frown, You want to smile, And something in me Is convinced of your earnestness
I peep back with a little bit of uncertainty, A little bit of desire
Why would you need to peer at me?
An eon of futuristic images shine in my eyes, It's so easy to see happiness, To feel warmth To smell coffee next to you in the morning
But I know you don't deserve me...
You deserve more than ill health, More than self-pity, More than anxious worrying
So that's why When the music blares And I'm stuck between bodies Pasted together from all the perspiration, And I burn from your stare, That I never look at you Because I know you should save your stares for someone who you might appreciate more.