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