(I don’t ever want to be cruel to you)

(I’m not making up any new rules)

Hey love

What’s up?

Heard of

You giving up

I don’t ever want to be cruel to you

I’m not making up any new rules

I can never hide the mess in my eyes

Dilating into the rest

Fantasize

I don’t want regrets any

Parts of me tempted to feel

What this idea of us could be

If I stutter your name

Because each syllable is profane

What are these things you do to me, to me

Promise

My love is honest

Clear, sure

Simple, pure

I don’t ever want to be cruel to you

I’m not making up any new rules