flictonic cliple weber syndrome

unwieldy desires

i'm walking down the hallway

i always take the long way

to navigate the seas of people

just so i could see you

my heart is trapped in a vice

a bullet in my eye would suffice

my heart and head won't comply

like a death metal lullaby

if i were to say goodbye

i'd think of you all the time

my speech is slurred, heartbeat off the curve

i'm a bartender

all i do is listen and calm the nerves

what i try to say is null and void 

and at the end of the day

the unintended words 

i speak are harsh and oblique 

and that's the price i pay.