i never know what i want.
marry me marry me marry me
but go away for a couple of months
kiss me
but never touch me
don't ever talk to me, don't want to be around me
but consume your time with thoughts about me
i always do this
and i never like it
i always do this
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
crawling into a hole.
i always think i'll slip into some parallel universe.
or into a new city
or music will carry me above the trees
or maybe a couple of hours will do
but i'm always pulled back on my leash, back to reality.
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