I am a piñata
You are swinging at me blindly and I'm trying to get hit
I'm thinking this could be it
I'm ready to come undone
Paper mâché that is cracking and so in love with you
But I won't say that
Put some strength behind your baseball bat
Baby break me open
Tell me you don't mind the sight of all my guts on the floor
I'm hearing you bite your tongue
I'm hoping that you slip up soon
It's gonna come out
Put some money where you kiss my mouth
Give it a name
Call it what it is
Because isn't it?
Are you gonna just let it hang on the tip of your tongue until I say it?
I don't care I will be patient
Cos I know you're hesitant to take a hit
Once you name it you get attached to it