• Take away, please take away the songs we used to sing
    Make my ******** phone stop its incessant ring
    I don’t understand why I can’t move on
    But I guess I’m so obsessed that I’ve been drawn to write a song
    And here is the essence of our little affair;
    I was all game and you just weren’t there
    Not sure why the angst has got so unbridled
    But for the past month I’ve been sitting in idle

    The gears shift but I go nowhere
    Your indifference is just not fair

    And I’ve been waiting all this time on some miraculous escape
    But it seems it won’t make its grand entrance
    So this is my way of letting go;
    My creativity, the irony, my putting on a show
    And the dramatic effect when the lights in my head dim down
    And the dizziness of your own personal merry-go-round
    And my making fun of the parties that we’d crash
    And the raw look in your eyes when you’d say you were strapped for cash
    And I’ve been waiting for this life to turn out right
    But my instinct seems to trigger fight or flight
    And my heart can’t seem to decide.

    And my mind is telling me that I should fight fair
    But my gut is telling me that I should flee without a care

    And what’s the use? Can you really use me?
    Why keep me around purely to confuse me?
    And your soul is showing its true colours
    This lust for the world though you say there were no others
    And I’ve made up my mind but it can’t seem to make itself
    Actually, I made it up the day you put me on the shelf
    But see the problem here is not you, and it’s not me –
    It’s the constant composition of our earth’s gravity
    And whatever you’ve said has fallen to the ground
    Buried somewhere to again one day be found
    And I will gladly dig it up and find some reasons you lied
    And you will make my life so much harder when you cry

    So now this has been much longer than it should have been;
    Here is my formality and shedding of my second skin
    Having you there is my favourite thing
    But we all have something to which we cannot cling