Running in and out of breathnStaining skin and teeth to rednIncessant slamming and that tonenGod forbid I spend one night alonenOut to the parking lotnStumbling towards my apartmentnPressed you close against the screen door,nClose enough to feel underneath your clothesnnYou overcompensate for your own inexperiencenDon't underestimate, oh, my fear of getting caughtnnSo many words, so many wordsnSo many you can't believenSo many words, so many wordsnSo many stuck at seannOn the second story of your suburban homenMom's asleep just two doors downnFunny how when stuck at seanThings are never the way they seemnClouds take the shape of glovesnReaching over the flames at dusknMissing clips in your consciousnessnJust act as if I don't existnnYou overcompensate for your own inexperiencenDon't underestimate, oh, my fear of getting caughtnnSo many words, so many wordsnSo many you can't believenSo many words, so many wordsnSo many stuck at seannFelt the repetition of my waysnThe lack of apprehension that once savednnSo many words, so many wordsnSo many you can't believenSo many words, so many wordsnSo many stuck at seannI keep burning my fingersnIn attempt to rekindle the flamenThe matches, so flimsynAnd the wind just denies her namenSo I pulled out the garments that were pressed between usnOn that dreamless evening you refer to in disgustnnSo many words, so many wordsnSo many you can't believenSo many words, so many wordsnSo many stuck at sean(Felt the repetition of my waysnThe lack of apprehension that once saved)nSo many words, so many wordsnSo many you can't believenSo many words, so many wordsnSo many stuck at seanSo many words, so many wordsnSo many you can't believenSo many words, so many wordsnSo many stuck at sea