We aren’t of those who want
to conquer the world.
We would build one ourselves.
But what is that good for if
we are playing the hurting game?
Who is going to let his trauma
win over love first?
Which one is going to self-destruct
and turn us into dust?
You need to know how to read
minds to know what I am saying.
I need to threaten to leave
to get an ounce of your attention.
Maybe it isn’t our fault we
are too messed up to love?