Desperation is a vacancy of hope.
Before acceptance, we'll roll
our tongues about our mouths.
Is that clementine or Listerine?
Thoughtless last resorts we take,
considering the twists and turns;
someone out there has a pen.
Written on the page before them
are the consequences of our actions.
People like us
Don't just sit there; you're breaking my concentration.
Don't just lie there; you're wasting my kisses.
Don't think I'm crazy or insane for loving you.
People like us; there's no normal.
We're all bruised and swollen on the inside.
Some of us bruised and swollen outside, too.
No, love is normal, love is crazy.
People like us; there's no insane.