Kin

Burn asunder, Make an edit Make apologies a tithe along the way When you keep the credit You're a thief, but it's ok notify your next of kin let em' know the house got damned again open up a window Let us in and you'll be ok I don't wanna see a supper table Disallow a love because you're unable to admit I may Be a little bolder than you're capable of owning I know I don't wanna compromise I don't wanna compromise You were never automatic I coulda quit you on the day you hit My face You get problematic But I won't, and it's alright you're being a coward only fearing your changed mind so on every referendum, you can hide straight-ticket, never alright I remember flying off a letter I remember us being together in the cool of the day I would be bereft if separated, ever, from you How could I? How could I? I don't wanna compromise where the hell did your spine go? Did you cut it out? Did it never grow? Is it made of fiction and all good intention with nothing to show?