cross to bear

“The sky is falling down. Somewhere there’s a tear. If god came running down, it’s my cross to bear. I am the best around. Test me if you dare. I came to fuck around and spoil your affair.” I want to catch you by surprise. I want to see both your bodies in covers. I want to cut you down to size. I want you looking over your shoulder. “I came from the stars and ordinary people can’t believe it when they see me.” Tear fashion apart. We are not one and the same, not cut from that cloth. We know who you are, ignorant to consequence and vicious at heart. Tell me I’m wrong. Honestly haven’t been careful at all. You’re gathering stone to build something tall. You know the ending is my favorite part. And if god’s really showing, where do you go then? Would hate to see you get so anxious and caught off guard. Stay where you are. I was so ready to tear this whole thing apart. Letting you off.