You say you're leaving to put on a headdress
To hide your hair, the snakes in there, the knots I once caressed
And I can feel my heart breaking
Your eyes are as dry as deserts as you face me stony-faced
But my insides are awash with the tides, churning with the flames
Of rage
Rage is consuming me
Heavens meet the waters and leave lines down my face
Contention is real, I feel too much to feel eternal insignificance of space
And I can feel my heart breaking
Since when did a weasel's cry beat out a lion's roar
Sure he's fun and boy that boy can run, but can he love you more
Than me
Rage is consuming me
Dragons fly up so high
And it was great to see the view
But flames lashed out and cast their doubt
Another side of you
The flames
Flames consuming
The rage
I hope he loves you
I hope he loves you
I hope he loves you