Who's plump body I sent flying
With a flick of my finger
But your head's still there
Burrowing for my heart
The biggest prize of all
It's just food for you, though
Not love - I'm to be your meal
But I'll pretend it's love
And let you chew through
All the dark layers of
Subcutaneous sorrow
I'll pretend it's love and
Skip from cloud to cloud
While your stupid tick head
Bounces around inside my heart
Constantly drinking to fill a body
That I swear I flicked away
