Don't Love Me (Temporary)

Don't love me.

Don't love me don't love me don't love me.

Please baby,

Don't love dust in the wind,

Because I don't want

To break a heart again.

I'm so flighty,

We know it's got to be

Me creeping out of your big house

When the sun stains the sky -

Always with some place to be

Someone more important to see;

While I leave I know you think,

Laying covered in elegant silk sheets,

With that slender alabaster body

I'm a man with fucked up priorities.

What can I say? I'm a working man -

Who doesn't do well with idle hands,

Because even if they're exploring

The reaches and breaches of your

Beautiful body, tying golden hair in

Lovers knots, holding down a body in riot;

They're already looking to move on.

Don't love me,

Love is one thing I don't need.

Because you can't see,

Blinded by passion, or whatever,

I'll never make you happy.

Go find some lawyer whose

Cut well in his suit and tie.

Not a glorified dope boy,

Just waiting to fly away.

Don't love me don't love me.

Love the rocks, love the sea -

I'm a fleeting thing;

Transient, temporary.