A good catch, that you let slip through your graps
Mesmerized by the physical, you just couldn't see past my ass
Hypnotized, in a trans you couldn't seem to get past
Pleasures you thought would come way too fast
Mental, physical, and emotional connections I wanted to last
Fascinated with your being, I wanted to bare your burdens
Behind your mask of perfection, I could see you were hurting
So now my eyes are weary from crying your tears
Wanting to listen to your biggest struggles, disappointment, and deepest fears
Discombobulated with feelings that have faded and friendships you have traded...
Here's my bed, I guess I made it....



And I hate it