Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love

I’m such an ass You don’t even know Devoid of class No love to bestow I plant despair

Don’t give me your heart I can’t bear that pain Being lonely hurts less Than giving you my name

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know

I love the way you say that you Are drawn to my voice I love the tremble in your touch The steady of your choice I love the open hand you give

She’s a bad-ass bitch That talks with a lisp And I pity the fool that would fi… She’ll shove your face in the dirt And make your everything hurt

How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul