Enslave me.

If only love was that much easier.

Maybe then I would have a better chance at appeasing her...

Baby

 Maybe we could

 Somehow rocket off like a meteor. 

Maybe 

 She could someday see

 How fucking much that I needed her...

If only

Life was much more inclined to be fair.

 Maybe then I would have never had go and prepare

 All of my shit, I packed it up and got the hell out of there

 Was no other option, no other pain could compare...

And if I told you that I never wanted to leave,

 Would you believe me?

 I never wanted this for us, but comfort nets can be deceiving...

Would you believe that all I did was the only way I could save me?

I could no longer sit silently and allow your love to enslave me...

Love is difficult,

 And life has never fucking been fair.

I hate the aftertaste

 Of bitter words that hang in the air.

I'm not the thirsty type,

 I've never been the type to compare...

I never follow hype,

 Don't care what other people declare...

And maybe we could try

 To get this right a third time around.

I've never been the type

 To plant my flag in discovered ground.

If those involved

 Can drop their guards

 And let the love there resound. 

Then maybe something ordinary

 Can become so profound...