If I could only say this to your face.

Girls girls girls

Surround me.

We’ve all got this history.

You’ve all got me by the balls.

I fell in love and fell to the side.

Now this problem arises.

Spring has come and I am ripe for the picking.

It would take so little to have you all in my arms. 

Such a small effort to take you all for my own. 

I would love to play this game.

Iv got my quarter in hand so plug me in.

Fall back and make the same mistakes I put away.

regress into states from which I remain separated.

Sit sipping misery.

my organs race to see whom will take first place.

Bless my heart it already won.

It won’t break the news to my liver and lungs.

the prize is death.

My heart knows the misery of dying alone.

So while this flame burns closer and my mind goes to wander.

Ill wait to see.

if any of these girls.

Should happen to be for me.