Something Like a Cult, Maybe
We are talking about tact,
With all of your knives pressed flat on my back.
I’ve given you all I’ve ever had.
So tell me why I deserved to be treated like that.
Could you just once open that twisted mouth,
And let something even somewhat resembling truth spill out?
Still no matter what you might do,
I will never, ever, ever give up on you.
Just so you know, I’ve got places to go.
And between you and me, my love, I hate you for everything.
‘Cause I’ll be dancing around,
Patterns etched into the ground.
And I’ll be singing my verse aloud,
without ever making a sound.
I needed you here,
But you went and disappeared.
So as the rain pelts me,
I’ll be crafting my own reality.
I was talking like it was a fact.
You twisted every word I ever said.
I gave you everything, now I want something back.
You never trust me when I say “I’m worth more than that.”
Contextual situations haunt me,
in this twisted strip of otherwise regular reality.
Everything I needed was placed right in front of me,
Until you went away.
Just so you know, I realize you want me to go.
And between you and me, my love, I hope I never get back.
‘Cause I’ll be dancing around,
Patterns etched into the ground.
And I’ll be singing my verse aloud,
without ever making a sound.
I needed you here,
But you went and disappeared.
So as the rain pelts me,
I’ll be crafting my own reality.
You are the devil, and you are my god.
You are the shivers down my spine and the color of my eyes.
So let me pay this tithe unto thee,
I’ll sacrifice to you all of my dreams.
Because, sweetie, you will always be my everything.
And fuck the world without you, fuck my heart, and fuck this song.
We’re just words on crumpled paper. We’re drips of ink left to set too long.
Maybe if I could straighten these pages, cure my wounds and sing along,
I wouldn’t have to pass the ages crying out for someone long gone.
But for now
I’ll be dancing around,
Patterns lashed into the ground.
And I’ll be screaming my verse aloud,
But you’ll never hear a sound.
I needed you right goddamn here,
But you weren’t ever even near.
So as the rain crushes me,
I’ll be crafting my own reality.
