Sam Three

Please don't moan, stifle your screams, when I come rolling home, a knife to my throat, I know where I’ve been, It just keeps me going, you don’t need a stone, to throw in the sea, searching for love, dance with my ghosts, happy as a queen, toast me a lot, if you love alone, is that what you mean, to hurt the most, with your glass groans, you once used to tease, my roaring soul, I haven’t come to atone, for busted schemes, I’ve no more to give, clean out of dreams.