Fatalist
If you gave me what I wanted,
All the time.
You would not be on my mind...
Doubted.
If you gave me what I wanted,
All the time.
You would not be on my mind...
Doubted.
How can I be the one demanding,
If I'm there at your command?
You should have no questions about it,
To doubt it.
How can I be the one demanding,
If I'm there at your command?
You should have no questions about it,
To doubt it.
You make me think you're a fatalist.
No doubt about it.
No doubt about it.
You make me feel I could slit my wrists.
No doubt about it.
No doubt about it.
If you gave me what I wanted,
All the time.
You would not be on my mind...
Doubted.
If you gave me what I wanted,
All the time.
You would not be on my mind...
Doubted.
You make me think you're a fatalist.
No doubt about it.
No doubt about it.
You make me feel I could slit my wrists.
To see if this would make you happy.
How can I be the one demanding,
If I'm there at your command?
You should have no questions about it,
To doubt it.
You make me think you're a fatalist.
No doubt about it.
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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