Checkmate

Sometimes it gets really hard to maintain a smiling face
Cause I can't help but feel so overwhelmed
By pretty rivals taking my place
Not plenty fish left in the sea
I should just hide my insufficiency
Cause I don't want any of these hook-up apps
I don't want sex, I just crave empathy

And maybe if I weren't on the verge of desperation
Things would work out, not lost in the void of dilapidation
Blooming lilies wilt as soon as I pass the garden gate
Back from the start, you have got me checkmate

The closet is a never-ending piece of wood in the depths of doom
Full of death, throughout the splintered hopes and dreams
Still lies some faith in a new-new bloom
I really wanna let it go, but I'm conditioned by learned abuse
And it hurts to question all the sources
That have contributed to this excuse

And maybe if I weren't on the verge of desperation
Things would work out, not lost in the void of dilapidation
Blooming lilies wilt as soon as I pass the garden gate
Back from the start, you have got me checkmate

Checkmate, the queen is here
Time to start anew
Checkmate, the queen is here
Time to stage a coup
A coup