oh and I love to loathe love
be it from my sister or my brother
or this stranger
I try my best to keep reticent
but it's safe to say
that I'm out of my element
oh and I'm romanticized by suicide
but your presence pulls me back just the same
I've really got a one track mind
ropes teasing a choke
compressed around my throat

I hate that I feel you in the wind
pushing my hair back
the way that I wish you just would
I hate that I thought of you
while the lake waves
crashed densely around my waist
and in between my thighs
pressing so...