i am sick of crying. calm now, only for a moment.
this is all i have, but at least it's all mine.
and all this skin, it's pulling thin. nothing can stop me
from defending my territory, from saving this empty spot
in my bed for you. you belong next to me
but suddenly here we twist. you ARE next to me.
a day is not long to wait. so why am i always prepared
to wait lifetimes? why am i always ready to plummet
even when i am nowhere near the edge?
in any case, you must be the only man who can tolerate
my crying. not for the duration of a phonecall, or even a day
but all through the night hours, you tirelessly kept me in your mind.
i need more of you. i need four of you guarding my corners.
i need to be fucking surrounded.
i don't believe i deserve you, or anything else. what i deserve
is to be ripped to shreds. so baby please, tear me apart.