i told you what i was:
too much, too little, not enough.
i sat by your side under the moon and i
felt the rushing air, and
i only asked of you
a single thing:
don't touch me with those hands.
don't look at me with those eyes.
don't hold me with those lips.
don't stain your soul with my blood.
i told you what i was:
trouble, and trouble, and trouble.
i held your hands between mine and i
cursed myself for it, but
i only asked of you
a single thing:
don't come near me.
don't sit by my side.
don't laugh, don't smile.
don't make me miss you.
i told you what i was:
a liar, and a thief, and a trickster.
i kissed your face under the sun and i
felt my heart burst, but
i only asked of you
a single thing:
don't leave me.
don't turn your back.
don't fade away.
don't keep me waiting.
i told you what i was:
tricked, and fooled, and in love.
you staunched my ill wounds and you
held my gaze in yours, and
you only asked of me
a single thing:
that i stay.
so i held onto you.
so i kept you near.
so i kissed you deep
and i loved you deeper.
