I tell myself i deserve love,
but i'm not sure if thats true.
I've compressed myself down to a handsome face,
And a sip of wine before the bitter taste.
Now, i finally know how this works.
I say two words,
Put in no effort,
You see my persona,
And decide i'm him.
One moment you're all,
The next, you're nothing.
But i know you love the chase.
I fill your head with fantasies,
Lust lingers on your lips,
You crave so much affection,
But i only give you sips.
You say you're done,
i let you be,
Then, you come back in seconds.
You tell your friends,
They hate me too,
You always keep them guessing.
If i told you to leave,
I know you would,
But would come back if i said it.
No matter what i say or do,
You won't say its regretted.
You tell me that its finished,
But melt just at my touch,
You miss the things we used to be,
i can tell that very much.
You deny,
I take my distance.
You want miles,
I give you inches.
I think how i'm not leeched to you,
gives off somehow, small pinches.
You know just what i'm doing,
How much of you it takes,
And yet you want that bitter wine,
because you love the taste.
We both know you won't ditch the bottle,
You'd never let it waste,
You'd press your lips against me now,
If i was in your face.
