Date the Moon

I wanna date the moon, shows up every night wearing silver and blue
Ooh ooh
I wanna be up close, not the stars that shimmer, not the way they glow

You’re not listening I see your physicality
Criss cross eyes everywhere, you’re looking but not at me

So don’t push me away,
I’ll do the same but even worse and I pretend…that I don’t care

Orbiting around the sun, circling its no fun
Is it fun? No, hun
Imperfections are what you are
Don’t say the good things, they scar

Forgiveness is wonderful but I like to complain, I’m contradicting myself,
You ruin my name

Granted it not what I am
I can see you blinking, breathing, why you acting like I owe you something?
That I don’t have

Conversations with myself, I’m paying money, it’s no help
I’m soaring to the ground
Space is quiet
There’s no sound