Don’t give me your heart I can’t bear that pain Being lonely hurts less Than giving you my name

You say this I say that We are caught in a rat trap Take a breath Step it back

I love the way you say that you Are drawn to my voice I love the tremble in your touch The steady of your choice I love the open hand you give

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

I think it’s just about time for m… Pack on up and head to the Great… Maybe if I sever all my human tie… My outer world will match the one…

I like pretty girls With really tight curls That know how to dance and move me They gyrate and flex And downright perplex

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

You hurt me so bad And though I have the right I still care enough To not turn out the lights

The sort of woman I have chose I didn’t think exist in does She piques my int’rest, sparks my… And makes me feel a love worth sho…

There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

You say that you enjoy people I don’t think that is true You want to be a pure steeple And lord it over fools

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land