You don't have to deny your urge,nIt doesn't make you bad.nOn our admission the make weight's lifted,nStop dwelling on the past.nnI think about the three of us,nI wonder how we tesselate,nIt would have been much wiser, nTo allow these feelings to abate.nnEmpty words so free of connotations,nAll dreams come to an end.nCodify your utterance, communicate your needs,nPrepare your vocabulary.nnMy nervous system fails me,nMy thoughts are becoming fugitive,nAnd when I'm in your arms,nI wonder how much I can give.nnThe weekend is a Godsend,nThe night time is a lifeline,nAnother useless fumble,nAnother drunken stumble, nThe pinkness round your iris,nReveals that you've been crying,nBut I don't know what my crime is, nI cause upset without trying.nnPeople are judged on their mistakes,nAnd how much money that they make.nNo-one wants to lose their youth,nIn a trench like this.nnVisiting the same places,nKissing all the same faces,nBuilding up support,nLooking for rapport.nnI empty out my pockets at the end of the Night,nAnother scrawled first name,nAnother sense of shame.nnI need to get to bed,nBefore I fail myself again,nWe got too close that night,nAnd I reached out for your hand.nnThe night time is a lifeline,nThe weekend is a God send,nAnother useless fumble,nAnother drunken stumble,nOh but the pinkness near your iris,nReveals that you've been crying,nBut I don't know what my crime is,nBehind my crumbling veneer.nnMy strength is sapping,nMy heart strings are snapping,nOoooooooo.nnMy strength is sapping,nMy heart strings are snapping,nOoooooooo.nOoooooooo.nn