Your Urge

You don't have to deny your urge
It doesn't make you bad
On our admission the make weight's lifted
Stop dwelling on the pastI think about the three of us
I wonder how we tessellate
Would have been much wiser
To allow these feelings to abateEmpty words so free of connotations
All dreams come to an end
Codify your utterance, communicate your needs
Prepare your vocabularyMy nervousness prevails me
My thoughts are becoming fugitive
And when I'm in your arms
I wonder, how much I can giveThe weekend is a godsend
The nighttime is a lifeline
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumbleThe pinkness 'round your eyelids
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
I cause upset without tryingPeople are judged on their mistakes
And how much money that they make
No one wants to lose their youth
In a trench like thisVisiting the same places
Kissing all the same faces
Building up support
Looking for rapportI empty out my pockets
At the end of the nights
Another scrawled first name
Another sense of shameI need to get to bed
Before I fail myself again
We got to close that night
And I reached out for your handThe nighttime is a lifeline
The weekend is a godsend
Another useless fumble
Another drunken stumbleBut the pinkness near your eyelids
Reveals that you've been crying
But I don't know what my crime is
Behind my crumbling veneerMy strength is sapping
My heart strings is snapping
My strength is sapping
And my heart strings is snapping