Make Me Want
You never even sent me flowers
You never send me gifts
You give me all your hours
But we never even kissed
Do you even want to kiss me?
Already onto the next thing
How we’ll sleep
And you never even kissed me
You make me wanna hate you
You make me wanna throw glass
Just to hear it bust, watch it crash
Kick your ass
I like the sound of that
You never fail to say
When all the other girls are pretty
Except you forget to tell me
Do you even think I’m pretty?
Or you just wanna go to sleep?
You make me wanna trash
All the cash
I have saved up for you
To get to you
Fly into your arms as if you’re safe
But home doesn’t feel like you yet
You’re supposed to take your time
Work me up
Make me want you til I can’t bear it
But you wouldn’t know that…
And I’m so turned off
You make me wanna hate you
You make me wanna throw glass
Just to hear it bust, watch it crash
Kick your ass
I like the sound of that
You were supposed to die to kiss me…
Here I am standing in front of you
Come on boy what are you even gonna do?
And I never told you:
I wanted your lips
I wanted you knees
And I never thought I’d say
But I wanted your veins
You took something beautiful
And took it apart
Like a mad scientist
Divided it
Into chemicals
And boring facts
And made it stupid
And you forgot to make me want you
Copyright © Joy Bohland | Year Posted 2013
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