I don't want to go home
Where I'll be alone...
So come on over.
I feel better with you around
All over town.
My four-leaf clover.
I don't care to wake up
In a world where I'm stuck...
In between loving and hating
I'd rather not give a fuck...
I've never been one for many words
I know that I don't talk too much...
My love language is services
I'd rather share a kiss or touch.
Emotions can be sloppy
They make things over complicated
I don't mean to seem cold and detached
But fairy tales are overrated.
Maybe it's just my heart...
I'm sure that all can be debated.
Shattered one too many times
My jagged shards are now serrated...
I don't like mixed signals
Just tell me what is on your mind.
Some things just tend to work out fine
Some others take a little time.
I try to see the truth
Avoid viewing it color color-blind
I try to stay unbiased to the conclusions made in my mind.