silence in my ears / where once you offered your conviction / your promises are dry beads / that crack with nostalgia
but, that's all right / that's okay / had no business giving myself to you anyway / be careful next time for sure / and i'll never trust my pink fleshy heart / i'll never trust my pink fleshy heart to a carnivore

your soul is an ink stain / your perfection is a mend / you're as fragile as your thoughtlessness / as strong as you can bend / you could only believe in embryos / held all your high hopes through a telescope / and lavender haunted you / so i could only laugh in yellow

you have a fire down in genius, subtlety / and you slip through the fingers of ambiguity

well, that's all right / that's okay / had no business giving myself to you anyway / be careful next time for sure / and i'll never trust my pink fleshy heart / i'll never trust my pink fleshy heart to a carnivore

i did it before / but i don't think i'll do it again / next time i won't hunger for this thing / i take back my songs and my poetry / this time i won't be too easy to read / and i'll never trust my pink fleshy heart / i'll never trust my pink fleshy heart / i'll never trust my pink fleshy heart to a carnivore