“Does she always say things like that?”
Please, oh, please, no further questions; I don't want to think about them.
And I thought she did not, but she does.

And this is our fate: those whose hearts refuse to disconnect themselves from whatever it is in our lives that we see when we shut our eyes.

I never wanted to be enough.
I just wanted to be something worth it.
I never wanted to be enough.
I just wanted to be worth all of the trouble that I've caused.

Forgive your heart.
Oh, I double-dog dare you.
Pull back the curtain and let that boy behind it love you.
And maybe we'll meet in another life, babe, and I'll have been made right…
And this is our fate: those whose heads refuse to disconnect themselves from the faces and places and dates that make us and have made us.

And I can't keep your attention for much longer than a second sometimes.
And I can't keep your attention and I doubt that you listen, so please, listen.

I'll be as beautiful as you'll let me be so let me be.
I want it, I don't need it: the sweet concrete and the sick, sick lack of (sex) whatever beneath the sheets.
I won't get it if I have not gotten it and if I don't need it I want it, and if I don't want it, I've got it.
Got it?

I never wanted to be enough.
I just wanted to be something worth it.
I never wanted to be enough.
I just wanted to be worth all of the trouble that I've caused.

I never wanted to be enough because I knew I could never be enough.

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