Its okay its okay you can go now.
But when you leave out of my head try not to slow down
or even turn.
Remember you were just someone
I projected my supressed desire on.
So when my mouth dropped the words,
I could finally drop you. My worth
was what kept us apart,
You could never relize mine and I saw my projection as a part of You!
Hasta la vista baby, the metaphor collapsed.
Now the desire stayed
and You are gone.
