[Mitch]

I'm going to funnel my love into words.
I'm going to win something I don't deserve.
I won't let go, no matter how dark or cold.
I don't know how to love.
I'm too close. I'm too far.
I'm too harmful. Live with my filth.
Find yourself in mine. Help me down to climb.
I can't love alone. Sell two for the price of one.
I'm a stone inside, roll aside for fun.
I'm finally what I need to be. Do you like it?
Should I keep complete? Am I right or am I wrong?
Is this a song or a poem? I can't understand alone.
I'm a lovely man, I know. I'm a rubber band.
I'm a hundred in one. One in a million.
I'm a thousand to one. One to a million.
I'm down to give up. I'm up to keep going.
I'm what you need more than you want.
I'm just a freak that nobody loves.
I'm just unique, someone you could totally trust.
I can't compete. Motor of rust.
Spiritual amputee feeling sober as fuck
after exploding a rush of truth I was bottling up.
Truth is I'm always in love, I've always been love.
I'm popular. Trustworthy. I'm honest enough.
I'm a snob. I'm fun to dissolve with the rust.
I'm a con. Buffering inconsistencies, feigning
face with aces stacked top of the deck.
I'm all or I'm nothing. I'm wanted for murder
I thought to commit. Dodging a verdict.
I'm probably sick. I'm probable cause.
I'm not so effective. I want no affection.