she, with an electric, gravitational pull
an affinity for crushing skulls
an attempt on her own
and even with me, she was alone

he, doesn't understand
i have mommy issues, not dad
though he has laid me in his palm
if crushed ill go off like a bomb

she, like coffee made my life bitter sweet
our hearts broke into a thousand pieces
just the way she wanted
like the beauty, she never flaunted

his, flaws reflect mine like a mirror
but his beauty could not be clearer
he has done nothing wrong
our mistakes dance like harmony in song

i've had my time alone
acknowledged, became fearless and grown
recently i had a break through
i want to watch Blue Planet with you

the people i loved are a problem
i love them still, but that's common
i have trouble saying goodbye
and you're too cute for me to lie

so I'll try to be good
but avoid the emotions that flood
when you ask, "who you texting?"
and i respond, "oh, my mom"