Such Little Words
You speak such little words to me
When I ask you anything
A simple question
And you reply
With an even more simple answer
When did we become so simple
When did we connect so little
Are our memories so thin
That we forget
Forget how complex our minds can be
We had once conversed
At a depth we burrowed in
When did that have to stop
And why now
Are our words so shallow
Or are they so deep
That you need but a few
Do good and nice and true
Translate to fuck you
In my mind they certainly do
Perhaps your words are deep
Deep in hatred
Deep in disgust
Deep in resentment
Deep in all the things I feel for myself
You would say I'm paranoid
You'd think me a baby
But I ask you this
What am I supposed to do
When you speak such little words to me
When I ask you anything
A simple question
And you reply
With an even more simple answer
When did we become so simple
When did we connect so little
Are our memories so thin
That we forget
Forget how complex our minds can be
We had once conversed
At a depth we burrowed in
When did that have to stop
And why now
Are our words so shallow
Or are they so deep
That you need but a few
Do good and nice and true
Translate to fuck you
In my mind they certainly do
Perhaps your words are deep
Deep in hatred
Deep in disgust
Deep in resentment
Deep in all the things I feel for myself
You would say I'm paranoid
You'd think me a baby
But I ask you this
What am I supposed to do
When you speak such little words to me