You push me against walls and it makes me want to die,
Silverware scraping against itself on a plate and
All the times you told me you wanted me more than the sun.
Repetition of phrases and common words lose meanings like
Stereo background white noise pleading for
Something, just remember me.
I can’t hold you like I want to and it boils down to the fact that
I want to.
You aren’t who I think about it’s just that
You share his face.