I'm so mad at you
I want you to come hold me tight
You'd vacantly stare at the wall with my thigh in your palm
Thinking I thought she'd be better by now
For someone who's dealing cards
Your face shows all of them
Or maybe your just that good
Smiling so rarely
Your poker face misunderstood
I keep thinking you would
Only as safe as the last interaction is not a proof method to have
I'd skin myself bare if It meant you'd be there
But that's not a good thought to have
I've done it before and you looked at me like
You looked at me like I
You looked at me like I