Prediction

All I want to have is closure
So don't just take it from the top
I feel I'm dying from exposure
Tracked down by the angriest of mobs
Waving with their torches in the dark
Pointing with suspicion at my mark

This round has ended in a forfeit
The count of all the partial deaths
I've grown accustomed to this corset
Too tight for the shallowest of breaths
All the tiny promises I made
I find myself just breaking them of late

I'm hooked on the prediction of the faintest love affair
I'm clinging to the friction of a thread that isn't there
To the brilliant lover boy, who deprives himself of joy
I'll be drinking

These walls are impossible to see through
I fall as I am reaching for the keys
Stand down and nobody will hurt you
They promised me, they promised me
Trading all the secrets I can't keep
Now here I'm surprised that I can't sleep

I'm hooked on the prediction of the faintest love affair
I'm clinging to the friction of a thread that isn't there
To the brilliant lover boy, who deprives himself of joy
I'll be drinking

I'm hooked on the prediction of the faintest love affair
I'm clinging to the friction of a thread that isn't there
To the brilliant lover boy
To the brilliant lover boy