dis-attachment

i've got to do what i must
when relationships are a bust
you can get into my bed
but never in my head
i will forget you
i will erase you from
my memory
replace your face
understand sometimes
i must underhand
pretty boys
turn into pretty boring toys
and i dont mean to be so aloof

if there is nothing engaging
if there is no potential
there is nothing worth staying
it's fundamental

i don't know how to undo this dis-attachment
it's become my thunder