Sentimental Acumen

Sentimental acumen
Knocking at my door
Tell them that they can’t come in
Can’t come here no more
Cinematic calcium
Popcorn on the floor
Make sure that the home team wins and let me know the score
What is… this heart for
Pumping blood, circulating love…
Why is, this heart sore
I won’t ask you
I won’t ask you. No
I won’t ask you
‘cause then I’d know
Detrimental innocence
That was yesterday
Now its now you don’t make sense
So why can’t you just say
Oh but leaving is my best defence
What else can I say
Forgive me for my reticence
Forgive me anyways…
Got my motto
From a bottle, oh
Got to swallow
A little more
A little, little more
A little, little more
A little little little little little more