Break!
Can we ever forgive love for its pain?
A tragic poem that forever burns on my brain.
The city’s sweat is scaring her into her dreams
As the songs scream to fill her quiet evening.
Light me up, put your words on fire ’til I’m pure
I’m unattainable and crippled with desire
To float away from this motherfucking human world.
It’s a wonder that she laughs, I guess I caught her crying
I am not your savior
But I’m crippled with desire.
Let the smile give her everything she needs.
But I’m the song, song she doesn’t want to sing.
Forgive me as I burn into the evening.
I run from love, but seem to feel the pain.
With these words, tear in me and make me bleed.
Then we’d see, as if you’ll come and find me
Light, it enters, melts away emotion
As I watch the sun fuck the ocean, crying:
I am not your savior.
But, I’m crippled with desire
‘Cause I’m not your savior.
Not the wonder.
Now I sit here crippled with desire,
With desire…with desire.
Desire…
Break!
I am not your savior.
But, I’m crippled with desire
‘Cause I’m not your savior.
Wish that I was.
Now I sit here crippled with desire.
Crippled with desire.