Taylor
Zahara
Taylor
Taylor already told me
We are junkies for others' affection
We need the applause of strangers
We have left our peace in their hands
I have built castles
With the devotion of someone I don't know
And now they are crumbling
Like porcelain
And in the end, I have been
The only one who swallowed
The poison waiting
For others to die
If all I am is
What they expect from me
I don't know what I want, no one
Asks me
My hand doesn't tremble
When I say I hate them
And I hate them all the same
Because love makes no sense to me
Love is full of
Goals and closed doors
Lines that must not be crossed
Love always
Waits, always waits
To be reciprocated
But hate doesn't wait for you
And so everything is much simpler
If all I am is
What they expect from me
I don't know what I want, no one
Asks me