Cried all morning and then I cried some more,
what use could I be to you more than now?
You’re trying your best to comfort and it’s just
no good. I’m hurting so much and you knew I would.
You look my way with those eyes, with those eyes
and I can’t help myself. I’m falling for you all over again.
Don’t hurt me anymore, okay?
“Okay.” You murmured quieter than before.
Don’t make cry and don’t make me sad --
love is always not enough especially when you won’t try.
Oh, your lips are so soft when you start,
when you start kissing me like that.
Our heartbeats sync and your hair
sticks to your face,
but then once again I’m stung in my heart --
a mixture of joy and unbearable grief,
and then the pain has dulled down;
I’m crying with joy just like you knew I would.
Oh, my scorpion what do I,
what do I begin to do with you?
An unfinished puzzle,
you’re the missing part.
Then once again, I’m stung in my heart,
yes, once I’m stung in my heart.
Oh, your lips are so soft when you kiss me like that
and your hands so calloused when you hurt me like that.
Applied to all my past and current lovers.