I'm losing it
about to explode
want to cry, want to leap
in and out
attach a rocket to my back and launch
push the blood out with a punch
squish my face, a worried scrunch
losing my lunch, losing my touch
all up on you
a love bomb dressed in white lace
I so don't need this
by October will you let me go
we can do this out in Quebec
in convenience stores with a lotto ticket
a fist full of necklaces and false bets
promise me I'll be in a palace as a princess
it sounds so happy
in every picture smiling
heartfelt, the feelings melting into sorrow
a sweet release, the going becomes bitter for some reason
