Melanie I’m sorry
I just can’t wear these masks
Oh we had a good run yeah
I’m calling for a curtain close
Done with fighting, I’m dry
Haven’t initiated sex because, desire has died
Barely look at your face because I’m ready to say goodbye
I don’t need a non-working roommate bringing positivity down
Are you serious, I should, be drooling over whom
Your efforts thus far fit inside one hand securely
Oh it hurts you to think maybe faith without works is dead
Freeze then blame random scapegoats as you dare
Melanie I still want you but until things change I can’t stay
Of course I’ll miss you
Still I’ll be so happy with someone with more experience
Understand themselves, able to give as they take
A real lover I won’t have to beg
A real independent woman taking care of herself
Or at least trying
Not just watching in silence while I’m dying.
Melanie I wish the best for you and anyone who doesn’t mind providing all your needs
Hearing all sorts of muddiness from your sincere face.
