Slow Death

I feel relieved when your name flashes on my screen

Still waiting for one of us to diagnose what that means

But I'm not ready for that conversation

I feel excited when you look me in my eyes

The whole room slips away. Babe, it's just you and I

But it's forbidden. It's not supposed to happen

Unless, of course, you'd like to let it happen

And I'm up in my bedroom

And I wonder if you're ever gonna come around

Praying, hoping, dreaming that I make you see me differently

And laying in my bed