Harvey Milk Shit on the Table

Like a cat who's not yet used to it's claws,

I'll hurt anyone I try to adore.

I may be stretched out over your floor,

but I want to open your mind and not your jaw.

Did I make it too easy to hurt me?

Because you didn't seem to struggle at all.

They say that it happens,

they say that nothing can be done,

but how could I listen,

when I was so in love?

I became your helpline,

you'd tell me the things that he'd do.

You'd fall apart over him,

and I'd fall apart over you.