I observe the current of clamour from the far corner, over there
wishing I would blend with the limp air
And soak into the absence far away.
So, don’t ask me why
It’s in my nature to be shy
Just leave these flawed bones to decay...
even so, I didn’t ask for your kindness
It’s just an act muffled with blindness
I know it could never be true.
I have learnt not to trust those who are nice to me
Eventually they will push me away, out to sea
waiting for the waves to break through.
Yet my body tingles with this burdensome feeling
This sensation blooming inside is unappealing...
all I can do is blame it on you.
Blame it on the way you walk
Or the way you stumble when you talk
Or the way your hair sits on your forehead.
Blame it on the way you smile with your eyes
Or the way you stare up into the skies
Or the way your ears can turn bright red.
But by all else above,
Blame it on the way you made me fall in love.
Sep 11, 2017
Sep 11, 2017 at 10:23 AM UTC
I observe the current of clamour from the far corner, over there
wishing I would blend with the limp air
And soak into the absence far away.
So, don’t ask me why
It’s in my nature to be shy
Just leave these flawed bones to decay...
even so, I didn’t ask for your kindness
It’s just an act muffled with blindness
I know it could never be true.
I have learnt not to trust those who are nice to me
Eventually they will push me away, out to sea
waiting for the waves to break through.
Yet my body tingles with this burdensome feeling
This sensation blooming inside is unappealing...
all I can do is blame it on you.
Blame it on the way you walk
Or the way you stumble when you talk
Or the way your hair sits on your forehead.
Blame it on the way you smile with your eyes
Or the way you stare up into the skies
Or the way your ears can turn bright red.
But by all else above,
Blame it on the way you made me fall in love.