Passion

Mistake me for something else.
I wear such a handsome disguise.
Tell me about the place between fear and sex, ‘cause I want to go there,
it’s the game I play best.
Either way we were successes and failures.
I wasn’t playing to win all the time.
I’d recognize you from a mile away.
I’ll hide back in waiting for moments when we are aligned.
There’s beauty in the double take.
There’s beauty in the in-between.
The beauty of you being not what I make.
The beauty of us being risks and takes.
I might be locked up and lonesome forever.
If I’m gonna play, then I might just lose sometimes.