Red Flag

Baby boy, last night I stared at the Moon
I thought it looked beautiful and then I suddenly felt the urge
To try to pull it down from the sky and give it to you
I told you that, thinking it would make a cute anecdote
For our children twenty years down the road

And then your expression changed
You called me a red flag, said I'm too intense
You instantly lost all your refulgence
So now you're gonna watch the red flag wave goodbye
Because when I told you I'd bestow the Moon's beauty onto you
I never said I would die from you

So you can call me a red flag to your friends
You can cross out my name
Both you and I know very well
That I'm the parasite in your brain
I've been sculpted from the clay of your fantasies
So nothing will ever make you stop wanting me

Repeat after me:
I won't cry for you if you won't cry for me
I won't think about you if you won't think about me
Everything that is okay with you is okay with me
Don't worry about me chasing after you
Scaring off your brand new girl
Because now that I think about it, you're kinda embarrassing
So if you think I'm a red flag
That means I'm on the right path
Don't mistake me for someone who can't echo your indifference
And if I have attachment issues
Why wasn't I able to stay attached to you?

So you can call me a red flag to all your friends
You can cross out my name
Both you and I know very well
That I'm the parasite in your brain
I've been sculpted from the clay of your fantasies
So nothing will ever make you stop wanting me

My smile can be as sharp as shattered glass
When my pure intent is misconstrued into desperation
You'll never make it out of my maze
Eternally mourning my affection

Get yourself a splintered girl
Impaled from sitting on the fence
If I'm too intense for you
Kinda sad how I would have killed to bring you joy
But all you did was kill my joy
But it's fine because you helped me set fire to the pedestal I put you on
And twenty years from now you'll be saying I was a red flag
For moving on too fast
You discarded me as if I were faulty
But you still pray you'll get another chance to touch my body
And as you stagnate in your rumination of what it is to have me
I feel sorry for you who trembles at the thought of being loved too fully
My smile can be as sharp as shattered glass
When my pure intent is misconstrued into desperation
You'll never make it out of my maze
Eternally mourning my affection