Cuckoo - Pillow Queens

I can’t stand to look at you

After a night I spent curled up on you

Didn’t I mention I fall hard

As you tore off my scanty guard?

Everyone looks on with disgust

Maybe I’m paranoid, who can I trust?

I should’ve known you’d shed your husk

As your pupils peeked at the sign of dusk

I’m not better than you

I am a cuckoo

My throat is black, I’m not coming back

I am a cuckoo

It’s a habit that I presume

We grow distant as the guilt consumes

All of the others stay oblivious

Were we so careless or merely curious?

I met a million counterfeits of you

And each of them a hypocrite like you

And yet I want to submit to you

I can’t believe that I want you

I’m no better than you

I am a cuckoo

My throat is black, I’m not coming back

I am a cuckoo

I’m no better than you

I am a cuckoo

My throat is black, I’m not coming back

I am a cuckoo

I consume you