So much space can fit in a side. More than words can say. I'm left here with my hands all awkward. Trying to mend space. I used to know you. But not anymore. Your substance has been subtracted. Word by word. Silence in my ears. Where once you offered your conviction. Your promises are dried beats. They're cracked 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. I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart. I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart. To a carnivore. Carnivore. Your soul is an ink stain. Your perfection is amend. 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. Lavender haunted you. So I could own your life 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. I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart. I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart. To a carnivore. Well I didn't know. But I won't do it again. This time I'll be my own best friend. And I'll take back my song and my poetry. This time i won't be so easy to read. And I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart. And I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart. And I'll never trust my pink fleshy heart. to a carnivore. to a carnivore. to a carnivore.