It's good to know I'm desirable, I said, I wanted to say

Your words reek of epithets

Like your breath, on my neck, as I tasted your lips

I'm rejected, I'm rejected

I hate the ghost of silhouettes anyway, of cryptic imagery

It's your ache and it's calling my name

It's good to know I'm desirable I said, as you pushed me away

It's good to know I'm irrational, I said, I wanted to say

This room leaks fire and steam

Like the sound from my mouth, as I felt your skin

You're elated I'm defeated

I hate the call of love anyway, of steady ricochets

It's your ache; it's calling my name

It's good to know I'm irrational, I said, as I dream you away

I don't know how to go, go, go

I don't know how to go, go, go

I don't know how to go, go, go

I don't know how to go, go, go

It's good to know you're conditional, I said, I wanted to say