Without a Label
nut
keep me posted, thought
the stamps were made and bought.
i hid under a papercup but
did nothing of your sort.
the words twirled and did a little dance
the itch's there, the cure never found.
and you said what you said
though you said you never said.
sometimes the noose around your neck
tempts everyone around to push the wooden chair.
but you never said no
you played it safe
'i saved it from the world, you know
im preparing for his show'.
sometimes the trigger tempts him much,
to pull it at your face.