here he is

here he is
kissing me
hissing at me
pissing at me

a mountain of expectations
corroding like my dreams
leave it to the mighty one
to shatter my beliefs

now i am alone and tired
waiting to be inspired
falling from the grace that saved me
falling for the demon that betrayed me

good looking bastards
see you on the street
where all the guilty lovers
and free spirits meet

waiting for emotions
to go down the drain
waiting for the desert
to blow dust away with pain

here he is
kissing me
hissing at me
pissing me

and i'm loving it
hating it
living it