July 22, still want you

And suddenly I don’t feel so bad about asking you those questions
What are the things you like about her
Me, I sound like a jealous whore
But I’m not
I’m not
I just want you all to myself
Don’t waste your breath
Because if it’s not me, it’s someone else
And that to me, brings a lot of stress
A lot of pain to digest

Suddenly I don’t feel so bad about kissing you all over
If it wasn’t me, you’d find another girl
That’s what I’m stuck in– this aching world
Where people replace each other
Where you don’t say it because you don’t want to be a bother
When I look at you and start thinking like a mother
It’s all on parchment and it’s all ink black
Never got the final days to rest before a heart attack
Climb through to me and throw your wild head back
I don’t want to be temporary
I don’t want to be temporary

I’m scared that you see me as disposable
Like whatever you say goes in one ear and out the other
I may be awfully forgetful but I don’t mean for that to happen
I want to know everything in blue, shades of orange, pink hues
The grass is black and the sky remains blue
When you look at me, what do you want to do?

Take me out to get ice cream at the nondairy place?
Slap me so hard that I’m red in the face?
Hold me in the chilling but warmest embrace?
Look me dead in the face
And I’ll chisel away your stress from your day
Be the kindest girl you’ve ever met
Take your boots off, get onto my bed
Hold me, hold me, hold me
Tell me how you really feel
If you feel anything at all

I don’t want this to be temporary
I don’t want this to be temporary
I’m scared that you see me as disposable
I’m scared that you see me as disposable
When I look at you and start thinking like a mother
Where people replace each other
Because if it’s not me, it’s someone else

A lot of pain to digest