...I danced with you all week
tipping the thought of us,
your hands on my shoulder.
confession:
I like things
that are no good for me
addicted to the ones
with one wing
and no reflection.
That being said,
I know where we stand
And I'll be sure to say
there is no "us"
even though
they all
always come back
for more
of me.
You're not the first
and for the first time
I'm the one in red
leading you astray
hot-leaded
with mal intentions.
Run from me
Run
Run from my spiders
and red velvet,
because
I don't even know
what I want anymore
or better yet,
how I want it...
