Needles

I guess it’s okay

To keep this thought of you

Never romanticizing your happiness

That you think you have of me

I’ll be okay

If you shower me in your lies

More than all these gifts

You’ve always halfheartedly

Promise me, so long as I get ahead

Of your affection towards me

I’ll be okay

I guess I’ll have to be okay

For the sake of better days

Tend to hurt you when I’m mad

So I’ll settle for being sad

Tend to hurt you when I’m mad

So I’ll settle for being sad

Tend to hurt you when I’m mad

So I’ll settle for being sad

I’ll learn to hold my tongue

And limit my fits of rage

At least to every other day

So long as you clarify

And somehow justify why

Staying would be safe

Why this wouldn’t be a waste of time

Just like every other time

We think we’ve fixed ourselves

When it’s so easy to tell you won’t

Say you don’t

Wanna do this anymore

Tend to hurt you when I’m mad

So I’ll settle for being sad

Tend to hurt you when I’m mad

So I’ll settle for being sad

Tend to hurt you when I’m mad

So I’ll settle for being sad