You will have to spell it out for me
Say it to my face. To my eyes.
I can’t take the surprise
I can’t take a rejection
Another year of dejection.
Tell me you want me and I will be yours
I can’t put my heart on my sleeve
Can’t bear if you leave
There might as well be a wall between us
I can be brave in fire but not in desire
So tell me you want me.
Say it like you mean it
Caus I’ve been here before
And I will not be your whore.
(c) Slumpless
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