I’ll drown my beliefs
To have your babies
I’ll dress like your niece
And wash your swollen feet
Just don’t leave
Don’t leave
I’m not living
I’m just killing time
Your tiny hands
Your crazy kitten smile
Just don’t leave
Don’t leave
And true love waits
In haunted attics
And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps
Just don’t leave
Don’t leave
the book of
forgiveness
the book of
request
the book of
the dark underbelly
the book of
apologies
the book of
replacement
the book of
autosave
the book of
wallpapers
the book of
disconnect
the book of
teleportation
the book of
my own thoughts
the book of
the dream
that was
ok