Pale Potential

Wash away the make up
Wash away the leers
you can(t) wash away the mistakes you’ve made
with a gutter full of tears
Stumble in the daytime
Rumble in the night
Slam yourself against the wall
with all your useless might 
Draw yourself a circle
Draw yourself a line
Look at yourself in the mirror
as you cut it up so fine.
His fingers touch your earlobes
His fingers touch your eyes
Your mind is spinning circles
as his fingers touch your thighs
So close your eyes so tightly 
as his attraction does increase
Forget your pale potential
and try only to please
‘cause it’s scary to be happy
and easy to be free
When you would rather be alone
than to be alone with me