Genevieve

You're so sweet
But you fuck it all, thus resolving
Me to courteous conceit

You're so fine
But you can't help but raise, this malaise
To which I readily resign

And if everything I say is true
Then no matter how hard you subdue it, or try to construe it, you cannot undo its chance to get through to you

And I try
To disconcert
(to make it work/hurt)

J'aime le sens du responsibilite
Mais je le deteste avec cette fragilite

Go to sleep
The girl of my dreams
The girl of my dreams

I'm so lost
So I self-distract, thus contracting
My confusion to a cost

I'm so stressed
I've already paid to, but can't dissuade
That which I fret at, at behest

It's smoky when it's getting cold
My future has to be controlled, but I'd like someone to hold, something to unfold, and nothing to be foretold

J'aime le droit a etre moi-meme
Mais je ne l'aime pas si c'est trop extreme

World-soul in you
Extrinsic forms
Won't you emanate my way