You’ll never break my heart
Because you’ll never get it
I put the timer on at the start
And I set it
Just a minute past
The betting
Becuase I don’t like signing up
For things
I just end up regretting
It’s called nipping it in the bud
And it’s a blessing
Means I never get tangled up
And need de-stressing
It’s distressing to me
To be so pressing in the things
All except me call lessons
I learn the most
When I’m just host
Don’t let no guest in
Or ghost
Who stands in the hallway
Guessing which door
Needs letting
I’m confessing
Things to you I don’t even
Tell the best friends
But don’t let that be a misguide
It ain’t nothing
To confide
That’s separate to falling
And if you come calling
For less divide
Then the berth will be wide
My pride is wired
Deep within fixed circuitry
That will never get tired
Yet tonight I crave rewrite
To make me right
Learn to see bright
Instead of the world
At knee height
But I’m weak
And I can never see quite
Far enough
To actually complete tasks
Maybe it’s a big ask
Getting you to look past
The fact I can’t
Really de-guard
Even when you feel for me hard
It will still never match
The hatching smash
That collides just before I detach
So before I give pen power
Let me remind you of summink
I told you, I’d said, this is a bad idea
But you never bargained
With my reasoning
I will admit it was discounted
It was meat without the seasoning
I thought maybe you was raging
At me for bringing feelings in
Cos that’s exactly the stage
I would start to reel it in
Exactly the stage I’d introduce you
To the curb
When I told you it was a bad idea
I don’t fink that you heard
I didn’t really know what I meant
When I said that either
Just knew it was a warning
That needed throwing
Into the ether
It’s only now, in retrospect
That the bad idea’s deeper
Concept I can piece together
The skin around my heart
Feels like worn leather
And the weight of my care
A mere fucking feather
Let me sever myself
Then cry about it after
Let me pull lips down when they smile
And stop breathing over laughter
I thought I had it all figured out
Like I was really smarter
But if I charter hot and heavy
To someone who meets my slow down
With going faster
Then I think I’ll slip out
Leave you sitting there, in your bubble
All plastered
While I tell the world
About this little girl
Who was once again
Overridden by some gluttonous
Bastard
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 