NEW POETIC ORDER

Dancing with the spiders

Drinking sweet ciders

Drawing parallel whiskers on my face 

Meet you in the bar room

Promise I’ll be there soon

Go sing along to the tune in that place

Tingling feeling on my tongue

Having a little too much fun

Think I’ll pour a glass of rum, you embrace,

me, baby let go of me

I’m a thorn, can’t you see?

I’ll only make you bleed, cut to the chase. 

Soon you’ll find the right one.

I’ll let you know, I’ll let you know, what you have to know

is that I’m here now but can’t say so tomorrow,

Don’t stare at me, weeping wallow,

I not the reason why you’re feeling sorrow.

Said I’ll be there in a minute

Don’t hold me in your locket.

Empty all the memories in your pocket.

Stop taking this so serious, 

To me you are just my eros, 

You’ll forget about it in the morning 

Don’t lay your eyes over here

I’ll only make you bleed tears,

When this ends, you’ll be the one in mourning,

Sweet little smiles of yours

Too pretty for my flaws

The ghost of us will only be haunting,

you, so find your inner priest

to help you to release

the past, that is in you,residing 

Soon you’ll find the right one.

I’ll let you know, I’ll let you know, what you have to know

is that I’m here now but can’t say so tomorrow,

Don’t stare at me, weeping wallow,

I not the reason why you’re feeling sorrow.

Said I’ll be there in a minute

Don’t hold me in your locket.

Empty all the memories in your pocket.

I’ll let you know, I’ll let you know, what you have to know

is that I’m here now but can’t say so tomorrow,

Don’t stare at me, weeping wallow,

I not the reason why you’re feeling sorrow.

Said I’ll be there in a minute

Don’t hold me in your locket.

Empty all the memories in your pocket.