I can't watch while it's
Happening this is
Simply circumstances
Writing love notes as the tram hits
Waiting alone with baited breath
I can't remember your shape
Ghostly, unafraid
Surrender self to lines in your face
This is the cross i carry
Embarrassed by your prominence
Porous and disarming
I weave a wreath of my dismay.
What gets bigger the more you take away?
I'm still breathing, but only barely
What gets bigger the more you take away?
A hole
A hole
A hole
A hole
A whole, whole lot of suffering
I can't watch while it's (how am I supposed to love a hole)
Happening this is (a hole has never done much for me)
Simply circumstances (how am I supposed to love a hole)
Half-baked shameful sideways glances (when everything is simply swallowed up inside me)
Oooo