Cold Shoulder

I want to find your weakness and put it to good use,
Wield words that can swivel your neck, sweet enough to make you swoon.
Hey, I see you're without company. It don't have to stay that way.
I want to make you love me from the second that I say,

"Be my soft shoulder. Be my kind eyes.
Kindly look me over. There must be something that you like."

My eyes are too tired to play this game all night.
You put a finger to my lips, and I don't feel right.
I got too much to say in too little time,
So I won't follow you home just 'cause you ask nice.

This love only thrives for a season.
It's a quick, hedonistic exchange.
I need more than a warm bed in winter,
Getting cold and coarse when conditions change.

I need my soft shoulder. Be my kind eyes.
Kindly look me over. There must be something that you like
Inside my soft shoulder, in my kind eyes.
Kindly look me over. There must be something that you like.

Feed my cold shoulder. Just turn my blind eye.
Unkindly overlook me, like I'm deserving of your spite.
'Cause it's a flash in the pan when I want to feel Pompeii,
Cutting clean across my country every time you speak my name.

Be my soft shoulder. Be my kind eyes.
Kindly look me over. There must be something that you like
Inside my soft shoulder, in my kind eyes.
Kindly look me over. There must be something that you like.

I can't keep carrying on like this, but I'll go on.

Hestia, I can't find you. Is this home?
Hestia, I'm beside myself for you.