Lamb? What Lamb?

  Marzipan [duh duh duh yes.] It’s sickly sweet You makes me feel ill Like a bottle of cheap wine That I was meant to share with two This intoxicated feeling   I’ll one day leave behind To all the men in my past life I hope you see the light I couldn’t be that anymore My pretence just that You’ll tell all your friends I’m a bitch I’ll admit I’m just that Like you I can’t be blamed This feeling so cliched ‘rots my brain’ You claim you’ll never understand   It’s sickly like marzipan  

  Punch-Drunk Love [pretty sure i stole the first lines from tiktok, sorry] Not fragile like a flower Fragile like a bomb My explosive nature   Mistaken for being high strung “Cart her away she’s drunk” My mistake I thought we were having fun Words hit me like I’m punch-drunk I thought I could leave my mask by the door with my shoes and coat Delve into you with a fearlessness- forget everything like a footnote Forgot I’m not fragile like flower The times ticking on my bomb “Cart her away she’s drunk” “Sorry, I thought we were having fun”