Slow Syrup

When you made a chorus of your painful
things,
didn't know it was a song you hated to sing

I'm a glutton for "can we make this work,"
we can argue and leave room for dessert

Can you pour syrup all over my face,
the truth is much too hard today

Rejection is shaping me again
I want a lover, I don't want a friend

I longed for the rapture between your knees,
you need the calm, I need the world to end inside of me

Pour syrup all over my hands,
the truth is much too hard to stand

Rejection is shaping me again
I want a lover, I don't want a friend
Can you pretend to love chaos?
'cause your body might save us
Rejection is shaping me again
I want a lover, I don't want a friend
You said you liked it when it's hot here
I don't understand why you're not here

Rejection is shaping me
Making me the man I don't wanna be