He sits and thinks too much

Look at him 

He sits and second guesses himself 

And her and all of it 

You felt this way before 

Yes you remember how it starts

It's been a while since you've feasted on broken hearts

At least he tells himself all of this

Because it makes him feel so tough and strong 

Or in control

But he knows the heart he always breaks first

Is his own

And they all get over it eventually 

It's not like he's really such a catch

But he never forgets a single one 

And these wounds he inflicts can never heal 

You can't stop yourself 

You keep doing this over and over again

At least he tells himself that 

Because the alternative is still too steep

That he truly could his heart keep

And not divulge his secrets so easily

Or at least not love entirely 

Half hearted love can still be hearty

But these conversations in my mind 

They are winding like an ouroborus

And the problem of being a self devourer

Is eventually all you end up with

Is a mouth full of sharp fangs 

And a venom sack with no closed sign

So I and he and we will all just shut up and sit down for a bit 

Because we are near a breakdown 

Or is it a breakthrough 

Either way something is about to give 

And we know we are a generous giver