If I can’t talk, then I’ll cry!
“Well this is what you get for holding on”
The haunting noise from lonely sung
And buried this in me because
“It’s eye for eye”…
I’m never one for chasing
Starry words on a starless night
I’m never one for soothing
Balms and reassurances of right
But I will not let your trust
Fade into ashes, descending dust
For what it’s worth, I’m curt
I will not let your bionic heart rust.
I broke out words, knocked on your heart
This feeling’s new, don’t know where to start…