Your is heart so Bermuda ,
the way Iām sinking in it
Please donāt be another triangle shape regret
Iāve had too many of those.
Youāre a judgmental angel ,
A ungentle attempt at a justification ,
but I donāt think you can ever save me.
When you know the whole truth ,
Call me deadweight and throw me in the ocean
If I sink to the bottom before the sirens tear me apart ,
maybe Iāll weigh heavier than the anchor that is your heartā¦
I can never call you mine cause nothing ever is.
Iām a thief from blood ,
She takes , and she takes , and sheāll take you from here.
Sheāll nibble at my fingers till I have to let you go.
If you donāt already leave when you finally know.
I donāt know why you came.
I never asked for your help,
I never asked for anything.
Who am I to ask when itās all hers?
I donāt wanna see you again.
the one Iāve buried in my skin,
was my exile for being what Iāve always been.