Mary

You won't move me

You caught me wanting contradictions
But I'm afraid of ticking time
Her tears are prettier than mine

You won't move me

You with your leather skin
When Mary lets you push her around

I might falter
But you won't move me

Blame the moral heavy
He says Jane but his eyes say Mary

You won't move me

Mary, why do you take yourself down
People see you falling down
Ass bare and face to the ground

It's not...
There's still...
Get up off...
Mary...