...From Your Center

Close your eyes
And pray you’ll become blind
Pretend that you don’t see through my lies

At the edge of frustration
You keep shouting and I know why
I apologize for my lack of dedication

It was your choice to close the door
Figured I’d lock it for our sake
So what are you turning mad for?

Want me to tell what you want to hear?
I’m not here for your satisfaction
I guess I’ll turn my back and disappear