I may go sit outside. With the spiders that weave.
You're not my inspiration today, as pretty as you may be.
Lies laced inside and out, in between each other they play.
Heart strings to strum on and everlasting beats to serve my day.
I turn my headphones up so that I can stay out of your mind for once and live in mine.
It has been decades since I've spent a moment in here, cobwebs and spinners cover every spine.
All the spines to the books I haven't written.
Nothing to write tonight while you're so smitten.

I'm afraid the hope in your eyes is too overwhelming.
That spot next to you is always so welcoming.
The goosebumps on your skin tell me too much.
This average life we lead is putting me under.
The sensations you cause me rush like thunder.

I want you to stop. I can't focus when you put so much heart into what you're doing.
You're voice over powers mine and...
Itching like crazy, I'm thinking just maybe, this is way too much for me.

I don't know how to say no. It's impossible to say no when I'm following you wherever you go.
I don't mean to turn you off.
All I do is mix things up.
You're crying for my hand, I can't give it up.
Keep playing hard, just try to call my bluff.