If you want to leave, biko leave

I'd probably miss you as long as I exist;
Maybe get more depressed than I already am,
With you being so nonchalant towards my affection for you
Pride courses through your veins
Your words are neither here nor there
And you never admit if you have any feelings left to spare for me

Your eyes never betray your feelings
You make me tug at your shoulders and get distracted someway
It drives me nuts to give so much, for nothing at all.

So baby, if you want to leave, biko leave.
You've done so much messing with my head and all
Carrying your shoulders up high and rubbing it in my face
We both know I have my fair share of pride
And so, I'll never mouth anymore good sweet words into your ears.

You don't know what you do to me
But now henceforth you've become a scam to me
Everything I thought we share shall now be referred to as the crap it is
Your network has faded from my receptor
And the pride in you?
It reeks of something between pure attraction and yet pungent enough to keep me away

Your eyes might be jolly chocolate
And your lips might make think of unholy things
But I really need you to leave
The earlier I get a hold of my sanity, the better for us both

If you want to leave, don't waste my blossom period
Cut the scam,
Biko leave.

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