Comfort - Petal

And I see the way you look

When you think I’m not looking forward

That I’m lying in a trap of scared assumption

It’s a certain kind of sickness

A wrong turn of conversation

A kiss on the trembling hand of our love

And you could barely drive when I said

«I don’t fucking care anymore

I don’t see the point of lying for

What I am only tearing apart.»

And you could barely speak

When I saw your reflection in the windshield

Fall in a space I know too well

That I am not your comfort anymore

God, won’t you please stay with me?

Won’t you please live with me?

I can’t survive without your touch

Of gentle persuasion

Of rested assurance

Of finding a home and having it finally stay

And I see the way you look

When you think I’m not looking forward

And you could barely drive when I said

«I don’t fucking care anymore

I don’t see the point of lying for

What I am only tearing apart.»

And you could barely speak

When I saw your reflection in the windshield

Fall in a space I know too well

That I am not your comfort

That I am not your comfort anymore

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