What Of Me
It's a place that's not so far,
I dream there and sometimes I wake there.
Sometimes we don't ask for what we need.
And I've guessed how I want to be loved,
And I've guessed what of me you need.
It doesn't matter if we lie,
Your sentences never define you.
Do you think that I can't feel?
When I touch you there's words on your body.
Should you be scared,
When I say sometimes I'd want you dead?
So no one else can have you when it ends.
How'd I reach this point on my own?
And how fragile right there I was.
This is not the first time,
That I've watched the end of that thing that had no end.
Do you want me caring less?
Sometimes we let go of what we need.
Why can't you guess how I want to be loved?
You can't even tell me what of me you need.
I dream there and sometimes I wake there.
Sometimes we don't ask for what we need.
And I've guessed how I want to be loved,
And I've guessed what of me you need.
It doesn't matter if we lie,
Your sentences never define you.
Do you think that I can't feel?
When I touch you there's words on your body.
Should you be scared,
When I say sometimes I'd want you dead?
So no one else can have you when it ends.
How'd I reach this point on my own?
And how fragile right there I was.
This is not the first time,
That I've watched the end of that thing that had no end.
Do you want me caring less?
Sometimes we let go of what we need.
Why can't you guess how I want to be loved?
You can't even tell me what of me you need.