I show no remorse for my labor and strife

Tangled with the weak women that I meet in my life

I’m so meek, and she knows that I need to be liked

She knows I need so much attention and I need to be right



But my souls soft asleep, I fell in love overnight

And why do you make me so happy and why do we always fight

Sometimes I wish your face

Had more wrinkles and lines

I’ll see your exes and lies

Plus I’ll see regrets exponential in time

And I don’t like labels but egotistical’s fine



And you describe youth as insecurity's time

You ask about me and you know I got nein

The truth never lies, and man I'm selfish alright

Crawling up my sheets like you're my feline



But I feel empty inside and I’ll repeat it infinite times



And I love you so

But really dearly though

Just strangle my heart and throw me deep into your woe

I’ll put you in a bed to hear the depth of your throes



My heart is so soft you can see right through me

You seem off, but faults seem an impossibility

Cause my juvénilité

Rightly, like the old man on the train said (a petit catastrophe)



But settle me down because my ego’s flaring

I’m so juvenile, all these girls are glaring

While all the women aren’t caring

Look through my mirror and see vulnerability staring



*** used to be different

Intimacy used to be different

Before it was all the same thing

And now I’m just riding on what it once was



With these two separate constructs

I’m elated and awestruck

Invisible as sawdust

And I won’t stick around if my heart tells me so

Cause it’s a hand in a hand

Or just a head on a shoulder

And I feel immune to a fantasy



And **** poems when they mean nothing to me

And **** living when it means nothing to me

I don’t **** with gratitude when I can barely be

And don’t **** with my attitude when it’s far from where it’s set out to be



But **** me

And love me

Remember me and my treachery

Cause I love me, and when summers sweet

I fall, cause I get weak from all my running feet

**

You’re all that I ever wanna be

Nothing more than a petit catastrophe

So please bless me, my chéri