Tolerate by Tom Jessen

Well I’m just a check in a box on your
Long list of things to do
You want your words to be your servant
But your actions betray you

Was it so long ago when our
Hands and skin could intoxicate
Now it seems I’ve been relegated to
Something you just need to tolerate

It was never work, it was never a chore
It was never deficient or wanting before
Are you trying to convince yourself or me
Because there’s something lacking in your delivery

Was it so long ago when our
Hands and skin could intoxicate
Now it seems I’ve been relegated to
Something you just need to tolerate

Yeah it seems insurmountable
It seems we’re without a prayer
Throw our needs on our well worn scale
Watch them balance equally in the air
The service is lousy
And it’s full of lip
And despite trying to fill
It’s empty rhetoric
And you flinch at my affection
Like I flashed a loaded weapon

What’s your motivation?
What’s the cause?
It’s like trying to examine an infected wound through the gauze
It’s always more devastating than what you can see
That bloody thing telling you know longer want me

Was it so long ago when our
Hands and skin could intoxicate
Now it seems I’ve been relegated to
Something you just need to tolerate

Was it so long ago when our
Was it so long ago
Now it seems I’ve been relegated to
Something you be just as happy to let go

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