Crywank Harvey Milk Shit On The Table

Like a cat who's not yet used to it's claws,
I'll hurt anyone I try to adore.
I may be stretched out over your floor,
but I want to open your mind and not your jaw.

Did I make it too easy to hurt me?
Because you didn't seem to struggle at all.

They say that it happens,
they say that nothing can be done,
but how could I listen,
when I was so in love?
I became your helpline,
you'd tell me the things that he'd do.
You'd fall apart over him,
and I'd fall apart over you.