Not Me by Tory Cottingham
Take something else from me.
Take it right where you are.
I can bleed no more for you.
This time is ticking and breaking me down.
I cannot shut it off for you.
I can't deny, you were part of the way,
Part of the things that I wanted to say, (like)
'My God is this good? Fucking us up?
Well set all your fires and just burn it all off.'
I'm sitting with you, holding your hand,
Hoping that something can break through the air,
But I know it's not me.