Sacrifice for you is just flirtation
and friendship a cold convenience
I wonder sometimes what you're made of
is it rayon or is it dust?
How you calibrate your intuition
such that it just feeds the kill
and every single night I try to make you come alive
you shove it right back in my face
And you
you don't see me
because you
you won't change
you
you don't see me
because you
you won't change