All the same

Although you wouldn‘t be the first

You also wouldn‘t be the last

I carve a partly troubled past

I hurdle past

My utter lack

the things I wish I didn‘t think

And didn‘t want

They still attract

They‘re in my dreams

They‘re coming back

I feel attacked

I feel defeat

And even though I‘ll try to promise

That I‘ll never be that guy

A cloud of worries

Casts a shade on my ability to lie

But while we danced,

I made you laugh

You make me see my better half

Until I drink it all away

I‘ll make up names

To call you back

And when it works

I feel ashamed

Another flirt, another claim

I wish you weren‘t all the same

I wish you hadn‘t called my name