partially playful participation

Tiny stabs and jabs, words that won’t fade away

The sting will last long after the bee’s gone

You’ve planted a tree, a seed inside my being

It’s no wonder I shed leaves when you’re gone

We’re playing a game dear; the object for me is still unclear

I only play for your participation; I only play for your time

Overblown affection, smitten by even the slightest attention

Forsaken to live our destruction one day at a time

Can’t hide in shadows when the sun is yours to rise and shine

It’s no wonder I lay awake elaborating on our goodbyes

We’re playing a game dear; the object for me is still unclear

I only play for your participation; I only play for your time

Critical reception, you don’t know the truth and I love this lie

I can’t speak in fear those words will escape and kill our time

Frozen in the hellos and staling to avoid the goodbyes

It’s no wonder I'm always cold and I’m never on time

We’re playing a game dear; the object for me is still unclear

I only play for your participation; I only play for your time