I write down a list of things
She tears it up and writes the opposites
I agree when she yells at me
Because everything I do calls for quarantine
And I'm a used towel in a locker room
Trying to dry her off
I'll get sick but she won't get cold
Which reassures her that there's a prize in me
That no one but she can see
The weight is off my shoulders
Lightness followed by vertigo
I'm levitating and losing touch
With the ground, throw me a rope tied around you
Let's do this another time
Your problems cannot be mine
Because I use that which weighs me down
As a means of keeping me on the ground
Because I use that which weighs me down
As a means of keeping me on the ground
And just in time, I let go
Because I use that which weighs me down
As a means of keeping me on the ground
I use that which weighs me down
As a means of keeping me on the ground
And just in time, I let go
If solitude doesn't suffice
I will sit on the fence and swing
Back and forth between each side
Not settling before I must get off
Just in time, I'll let go