Is This Emo?
Your text was sickeningly sweet
You ask if I’m prepared to eat
And the whole time we’re together I let you watch me
Well who’d you trick your eyes to see?

We talk about it on my porch
The wine stains your teeth and your words
I can feel everything within me
You promise you’ll wait for it patiently

Now I know I don’t want this
Why do I let it happen?
When I’ve seen it all before
And I know that you’ll get bored
Put your hands on me
Mold it how you want to be

Live by the book, along the line
I gave it all away and said “it’s fine.”
You all love to claim it’s different this time
So why do I keep feeling the same?
I don’t hate you, I hate who you made me
I only have myself to blame