Cuckoo

I can’t stand to look at you After a night I spent curled up on you Didn’t I mention I fall hard As you tore off my scanty guard? Everyone looks on with disgust Maybe I'm paranoid, who can I trust? I should’ve known you’d shed your husk As your pupils peeked at the sign of dusk I’m not better than you I am a cuckoo My throat is black, I'm not coming back I am a cuckoo It’s a habit that I presume We grow distant as the guilt consumes All of the others stay oblivious Were we so careless or merely curious? I met a million counterfeits of you And each of them a hypocrite like you And yet I want to submit to you I can’t believe that I want you I’m no better than you I am a cuckoo My throat is black, I'm not coming back I am a cuckoo I’m no better than you I am a cuckoo My throat is black, I'm not coming back I am a cuckoo I consume you