don’t you dare flatter yourself for the reciprocity
I am a Schrödinger’s conundrum
I want you and do not, both at the same time
.
don’t you dare flatter yourself for any of my moves
when I’m telling you that it takes two to Tango
I might know the steps, yet you sure took the lead
.
don’t you dare flatter yourself for the fire that I start
I was just about to light another cigarette
to blow some smoke into your face
.
don’t you dare flatter yourself for the grasp
by the low-fenced window side
it was wide open and I was close to fall
.
don’t you dare flatter yourself for the song we sing
as close as we were that night, you’re not the one
running in my head, nor breaking my chest
.
don’t you dare flatter yourself for my boldness and my courage
they’re my possessive claims’ only disguise
washing off beneath your tongue
.
and don’t you dare try me again –
instead, pretend as if this never was
and we, in fact, did not exist.