It's good to know I'm desirable, I said, I wanted to say
Your words reek of epithets
Like your breath, on my neck, as I tasted your lips
I'm rejected, I'm rejected
I hate the ghost of silhouettes anyway, of cryptic imagery
It's your ache and it's calling my name
It's good to know I'm desirable I said, as you pushed me away
It's good to know I'm irrational, I said, I wanted to say
This room leaks fire and steam
Like the sound from my mouth, as I felt your skin
You're elated I'm defeated
I hate the call of love anyway, of steady ricochets
It's your ache; it's calling my name
It's good to know I'm irrational, I said, as I dream you away
I don't know how to go, go, go
I don't know how to go, go, go
I don't know how to go, go, go
I don't know how to go, go, go
It's good to know you're conditional, I said, I wanted to say