Fallacious words and
Temperate attention
Still I am a moth who never learns
To stay away from the baneful light.                       Time is dragging us
Your justifications cannot                                           further and further
Substitute reasoning.                                                       ­     apart.
Countless times
You've intoxicated me                                                    I am drowning
With our effortless chemistry.                                            in your
I feel like I am burning                                                endless deception
But I am in no position
To claim physical pain.
So feed me more synthetic flattery,            We seem to be parallel lines,
If I had to choose between                                     the only constant
An honest lover and a dreamy liar,                we are capable of holding
I'd pick you again and again.