Submission
Don't tell me we're the same, I'm afraid that's hard to follow
It's much too hard, we'll never make a go
But if you try too hard independence has a way
Of tricking you to stay despite all the best intentions
I can see right through you
Don't make more plans than we can carry out
Don't try, don't try
New submission- gentle minds can get corrupted too
If you pull away we won't have a lot to say
Teaching you to change when you don't believe in anything
I don't expect you to back down
I know you'll find another way out
This loss of self can best account for a lack of anticipation
I don't expect you to back down.