Revealing Too Much - The Honorary Title

Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence

As I fall out of love, this wasn’t supposed to happen

Not according to you

Please don’t allow your voice to fade

Don’t fall so weak to fault or blame

To give yourself reason for an end

We’d have our own subway car in the middle of the night

I’d work the same job and play the same bars on every weekend

As the graffiti scrolls by

And at the end of your low, you pin my shoulders against the mattress

Arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward

Your head titling back with your mouth partially open

The sounds slur and elevate slowly in volume

When you wake up with your family gathered around

Remember that our love was true

And I will not allow you to destroy yourself, I’ll know

And I hope that I’m not revealing too

I hope that I’m not revealing too

I hope that I’m not revealing too

I hope that I’m not revealing too much, not too much