what do you want
what do you want
what do you want
what do you want
i wish my pages would erase themselves as i go along
like a sweater undone by a single string my voice would just fade out
poetry is not for us anymore
poetry is not for us anymore
iâm already tired of trying to find
the right words to spell out
what do you want
what do you want
what do you want
what do you want
my heart opens, i breath you in as you walk away
now i'm barefoot on this cold hard floor in this empty space
poetry is not for us anymore
poetry is not for us anymore
iâm already tired of trying to find
the right words to spell out
let me get out, let me out, let me get out
let me get out, let me out, let me get out
what do you want
what do you want
what do you want
what do you want