Right up here, feel what I m pointing to
Right up here, come close inside
Forced to believe that your not listening
Silent again as you push against the handle
A desire pokes through the warmness in our skin
Forced to believe you won t answer me
At least that s how it is
And I wish you could feel just how you make me feel
Rather than put it back together, we can sit and watch it crumble
That s not the answer I was looking for
That s not the answer I want