I Can't Take This Place

I see you reposed,

and you're stripped to the bone. 

I see you’re alone.

The speaker complains,

through the hall and in vain.

He lives with the chains. 

There’s a suite over there. 

I smile ear to ear,

three rounds to a cheer. 

I put my hands across your mouth,

try to muffle all the screams. 

Makeup starts to run real thin,

while it smudges about your face. 

I can’t take this place. 

It’s something I can’t relinquish. 

With the way you look at me. 

I can’t take this place,

This has a upsetting space. 

Wish things can go back,

to what they were. 

Remember me