repeat it until there's nothing else you can say.
it's always so catchy, ain't it?
those three words will have you harmonizing the syllables so elegantly.
you get attached to it, devoting your whole life to it.
it's a disease, fusing into your heart, infectious but deadly nonetheless.
sing it out, make sure the roofs hear your justifications.
all you can think is how commonly you hear it,
but there's always a barrier between you and your beloved,
preventing her from hearing your practiced melodies,
sung from the swell of your breast,
and so your pride is falling apart at the seams.
you mouth the words in her presence anyways.