Doth Make Cowards

If there was a way to
Compare you to polonius
I think id be hamlet
And stab you through the curtain

And if there was a way to say that I'm ophelia
Id probably drown myself in flowers
Just to fucking spite you

And when it finally got to
Having mutual feelings it felt like something i didnt deserve
And when it finally got to being on bad terms again
I just had decided

That that's okay