haze/amaze

[genevieve3]

i feel happy, some parts love, some parts lost
i feel swirly
like i want to be alone
like i want someone i don't know to swivel my hips around and pull me down
i feel gone and lost and happy and happy
i feel so detached, connected to my past only
i am glad for my memory of chris
want my memory of chris more than i want anything now
i want to slumber, to sleep
and not with brendan, not with someone i'm just trying on,
like a pair of shoes i know i won't buy
they don't fit
he doesn't fit
as much as the size on the box says its ideal
they don't fit
i don't want it
can't say it
though
that would hurt
chance, i just need to give it a chance
swivel, swivel
make my hips swivel
if i can't have the real thing
the whole thing
give me a no - thing
give me a stranger
a stranger to swirl me
to boggle me
to dazzle me
make my hips swivel
give me the comfort, the twirly, the gladness of knowing
give me a person who loves me and knows me
don't give me a nothing unless it's a no-thing
don't give me a someone who will be a gone-one
take my hips
and hold my heart
make my eyes dance
in a trance
we prance, are prancing
more than romancing
i want to feel what is real
this is wrong
not my song
you pick a track
take my hips
hold my hips
make my spin, make me swivel
pick the song
you put it on
i can't have this dance
not romance
no more, no more
my head is sore
give me happy, the comfort of body
body i know
of the truth
want the comfort
to know, to feel what i know
not this game
it hurts, these shoes, hurts
take my hips
swirl me, swirl me
take my body
take me back
make me swivel
quiver, i'll quiver
with gladness
with you
i want you