The threads of your skin
So close to Perfection
I only wish
I could get so close
So close to you
But my hysterics
Only win me second place
And I'll never get your love
So all I can do
Is sit here and write
Write the night and insomnia away
I'd shed my skin
If you'd love me better
So stay were you are
And sleep your night away
And I'll stay here
Restless and tired
And keep loving you
And keep hoping


Hysterical reluctance