What is real was once just in my head
I tell you all about a love that I once had
I once had a love and now I got a whole where he had been
So there I put another lover in my bed
But when the dust had settled and the wind stood down
I wondered at the bed-hole and my friend
Once my friend
Who’s now a letter, reddened, staring at an end
Where an end had started speeding up loss he did not intend
Please don’t tell my father
Cuz home is an answer to fear of unrest
Of being misunderstood
Oh hide in the nest
What is it about you that you miss, that you miss
When you look back on all the girls you didn’t kiss
Couldn’t kiss because of something deep inside you you insist
On resisting for the good of someone else’s good intent
I wonder if he’ll ever come again to meet me
After the red writer I have been
I have been every version of myself I could pretend
When pretensions on my honor became what I would defend
I defend my honor
Feel the unnatural way fear has a hold on you
Hide in your garden, unmoved, feeding on eden’s breast
