Worriers
passion
Mistake me for something else.
I wear such a handsome disguise.
Tell me about the place between fear and sex, âcause I want to go there, itâs the game I play best.
Either way we were successes and failures.
I wasnât playing to win all the time.
Iâd recognize you from a mile away.
Iâll hide back in waiting for moments when we are aligned.
Thereâs beauty in the double take.
Thereâs beauty in the in-between.
The beauty of you being not what I make.
The beauty of us being risks and takes.
I might be locked up and lonesome forever.
If Iâm gonna play, then I might just lose sometimes.