Ambiguity - David Thomas Broughton

How much love can a boy contain in here?

How many contradictions can a girl posess up there?

Well these questions, these questions are too ambiguous

Try to narrow down your search

Somethings I know, it’s hard

Somethings I know, it’s hard

Somethings I know, it’s hard

It’s easy to forget where you came from if there’s no question of your return

Such selfishnesses trivialise any tenderness as the coffee commands the torture

of my bowels

Such selfishnesses

Such selfishnesses

Pronouncing every word with a rigid insensitivity, plus I struggle with the

nightshade in my blood

I really shouldn’t say it, but I just love what the water does

It’s easy

Struggle with the nightshade

It’s easy

Easy

And I struggle with the nightshade in my blood.

(x2)

Easy

Easy

And I struggle with the nightshade in my blood.

(x2)

Easy

Easy

And I-