No Commitment, Just Sayin'
Another soulless fuck that means nothing to me, nothing to you. I know less and less what LOVE gotta do with it all, I haven’t seen that shit in a long while. Not in each other, not in the papers, not in that fucking LOVE ISLAND show. And please, don’t go looking out on the streets or town halls, you’ll be disappointed quick.
What good does it do to notice the sweet smell of your lavender skin, to notice the red light blinking in the corner? I act like I don’t notice, cause that’s what’s expected from me, to be with you. To live in this world. To be part of our community.
We’re numbing our senses to be heard, to be seen, to be with one another. And how come we both just play along, ain’t there shit to talk about? We could do this all a little different, you know.
Naa, there’s something keeping us from that, there’s the invisible, shame. Shame to love one another, so we act like we don’t feel anything, we act like this is all only physical. Maybe indulge in sex to distract us from the fact that we aren’t yet ready to admit to ourselves that we’re different, we’re queer. Fucking as punishment for our way of life.
And i wanna take the first step, I wanna act on what’s on my mind. I wanna tell you that we’d look good together, outside of the bedroom too. You’d like my friends too, the friends I’ve made outside of this, and I swear they’d like you too.
I’m just sayin’, maybe we should, maybe we should be trying to love
Just Sayin’