Plea

SUFFER BABY
ALL I DO IS MAKE YOU
SAY WORDS THAT HURT YOU
TEAR YOU
BREAK YOU
DO THINGS TO MAKE YOU WONDER
DO YOU REALLY KNOW ME

THINGS ARE RIPE AT TIMES
I TURN THEM BAD
WE WALK STRAIGHT LINES
I TURN THEM ZIG ZAG
INTEND TO MAKE YOU MAD I DON'T
I AM JUST NOT AWARE OF MY FEELINGS SOMETIMES
AT TIMES
MANY TIMES
MUCH OF THE TIME

I AM NOT YOUR FLOWER
I AM YOUR WEED.
DEAD
ONE
TWO
THREE

YOU OPEN DOORS
I CLOSE THEM
I DON'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU WORRY
I DON'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU SICK.
I WISH ALL THE NICE THINGS I HAVE DONE
WOULD STICK
AT LEAST LONG ENOUGH
THAT YOU FORGET
JUST HOW

BAD I
REALLY
AM