So it took me a minute to understand That you really were hurt bad That day you deeply cut your hand And then that look that you gave me Sent me rushing through guilt s door I d already started to feel callous Like I really should care more It was my work that kept me upright So you called it a crutch While I drifted off Into dreams of such and such And by the time we d come full circle We knew exactly what to do Just keep looking at the triangle Instead of what it s pointing to But you can t will yourself happy You can t will your cunt wet You can t keep standing at the station Pretending you re being met You can t wear a sign that says yours When that ain t what you get It flows and flows away from me My love is a stream Your love is a vaudeville show So charming and obscene We both had our moments We both had our fun And then I hated to prove em all right All those who said I d run But you can t will yourself happy You can t will your cunt wet You can t keep standing at the station Pretending you re being met You can t keep wearing a sign that says yours When that ain t what you get

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