I Love You but I've Chosen Me, Pt. I: Bicker Man

We’ve been butting our heads until there is nothing left

Flumpity dumpty we cracked each others eggs

We just talk of disrespect and unconsidered blood and stomach and leg

Swell and overspill and pungent sweat

We want to sing song like wicker man but instead we just bicker man

And I planned something better in my head

we travelled the world to argue about how something was said

We have each other’s backs

We both have backs

Is it constructive criticism

Or just a form of attack?

It’s all push and pull

Conversations on tension

There’s more baggage than our gear

We try to keep it unmentioned

Oh the shows the sights the elation

so quickly met with a negation

The self hatred I tried to better direct

There’s a rug you pull that resets my head

And I have tried to have some pride

But it is so hard with you by my side

You like to remind me who I am

And as I try to build a better life you naysay my plans

We have each other’s backs

We both have backs

Is it constructive criticism

Or just a form of attack?

It’s all push and pull

Conversations on tension

There’s more baggage than our gear

We try to keep it unmentioned

I can try so hard

I can fall so fast

Recognise a little thanks

Best I’m gonna get from you today

you do not try so I do not too

Soon we are both ashamed so I hide my face from you and

The tether binds, don’t want to share sometimes

All my life sliced down the middle

The huff and the puff

The strop and the snap

Is it constructive criticism or just a form of attack?

Now what is said behind my back?

Oh how do you skew the facts?

So many details missed out

Your actions hurt me more now