Fatal

Thoughts manifest in a wink
Insanity it beckons again
Is this where the loud part begins?
Right in the momentary bliss in the midst of a toxin
I shall be led into temptation
I shall not fear, for you're with I
We're buried deep in conversation
Ask what I'm thinking and I lie

And while she could give or take
I guess that I'm not build that way

What if it's fatal, be all and end all
What if the wait was inconsequential
Too late to surface, watching the tide turn
Know how it ends, but still feel suspenseful

What would the neighborhood think
When the twitching of curtains insist
That empty in your heart that persists
Through a pinhole, a camera-obscura perceived on the atrium
I know he speaks perfect prose 'cause
On Sinai's peak, he took my hand
We miss her curse words and condemnation
The only thing he understands, oh, will he understand? Oh, will he understand?

And while he could give or take
I guess that I'm not build that way

What if it's fatal, be all and end all
What if the wait was inconsequential
Too late to surface, watching the tide turn
Know how it ends but still feel suspenseful

Please, can I just take a bit more for myself?
An angel or guinea, the year of my health
I wish you all could understand the things that I said
I'd love to come help you, I'd love to translate
Each softly spoken rhyme sown right to your tongue
Wofty and berrazed, arranged on your cerebral

You come to know exactly what I meant to mean
We make up, we cry, goodbye, a kiss on the cheek
You make it so hard for a boy to believe
There's anything beyond what I think and I see
You make it so hard for a boy to believe
This moment could hurt you, but it won't hurt me

What if it's fatal, be all and end all (while she could give or take)
What if the wait was inconsequential
Too late to surface, watching the tide turn (I guess that I'm not built that way)
Know how it ends but still feel suspenseful
What if it's fatal, be all and end all (while she could give or take)
What if the wait was inconsequential
Too late to surface, watching the tide turn (I guess that I'm not built that way)
Know how it ends, but still feel suspenseful

What if it's fatal, be all and end all
What if the wait was inconsequential
Too late to surface, watching the tide turn
Know how it ends, but still feel suspenseful
But darling, it's not your fault