Isn't it obvious
That I'm in love with you
Why else
Would I let you
Hang around
No matter how many tears
I cry at the end of the night
Upstairs alone
After you've gone
Leaving again and again
Never quite arriving
When you show up
Back at my door
Like a drizzle
In a thunderstorm
And isn't it obvious
That I found a taste of home in your touch
And you turned love into a disease that I
Can't get enough of
Allowing hello
Allowing goodbye
Falling for it
Every time
Like a Charlie Brown
Like a mythical fool who
Blindly jumps off the cliff
Again and again
But never gets anywhere
And you
Called yourself the antichrist
And I
Called you ridiculous
But I should have believed you
I should have believed you
Now I
I call you anti-love
Because every thought I have of you is colored with rage
But every thought I have of you
Wants you closer and closer
Again and again
And you call me back
But always
Keeping a safe distance so my arms
Yearn without satisfaction
Until one day they will just
Break off
Like smoldering ashes
First my arms
Then my eyes
Then my ears
Then my toes
Twiddling down until finally
My heart
Will drop
To the ground
Surrounding your feet
Heart-sized ashes
Of large, quick fires
Shudder in the daylight
A reminder
As they struggle to free themselves
Of form
And forget you
Well, isn't it obvious
That I'm in love with you
Isn't it obvious
Isn't it obvious
Isn't it obvious