Tears for The Wrong Team
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Harry is oblivious to his own obsessions.
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I woke up next to her this morning
Softly whispered to her: her name
Everything was quite alright
Like every day, the same.
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Not long before an argument touched our lips
One thing and then another
And then she's screaming after me:
Am I not your perfect girl? Am I not your woman?
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And then it breaks:
Ginny, I don't know.
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Your head is red and fiery
But it never sets me alight
It doesn't push like it suggests it would
It never puts up a fight.
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Of course you're there to counter me
A little bit, just for a while
But real fights? They don't come from you
Your heart, it melts too quick:
Just like the good wife, the perfect girl
You're so sweet it makes me sick.
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I know that it's incredible
That after all this time you're not enough
Or maybe you're just too much
Too smooth when I need it rough...
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I almost find it sickening
How much I long for challenge
But not the kind you give to me
Girly fights: an infuriating talent.
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What am I breaking for?
For which ends do I push?
I need someone to pierce my mind
The parts you just can't touch.
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You're always daring, you've got the nerve
But girl, it can overwhelm
Can't you learn some subtlety?
Wind me up and watch me go:
Your clockwork toy in a kingdom of heroes
I want to feel your power
Don't give me bright, brash bravery:
Give me something I can't deny;
In the silence put your spells on me
Silent strength I can't defy.
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Bring me to obsession now
Wind me up so I'm like this
So I could scream and cry and bleed
Dangerous & all-dominant bliss!
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Don't ask me why it's that I crave
Don't apologise for not being it
Don't you get it? Don't you see?
Your words should punch and hurt and hiss
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And like a broken fairytale
I look for broken toys
Those pale princesses that will slit your throat
I yearn and long for those.
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Possess me, all my body now
All my mind, to no return
Not as a Tom Riddle game
But in a way that makes me burn!
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Burn just like the ice against my soft and gentle skin
Burn so that it hurts but that it never feels like sin
Burn so that your promises tell me to go away
Burn so that I know you're here, every curse'ed day
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If romance ever sounded so violent
Then let us let it be;
From you it's strange to walk away
Just as wrong to vow I'll stay.
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My mind is such a whirlwind now
Don't you see the fire burn?
Please see it's not affection I will seek
No 'want's or 'need's that yearn!
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My heart needs something much more deep
Not a silly hearts upon a sleeve
Not to trust that I will stay
But to know I can never leave.
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I tell Hermione all of it
She sighs and softly says
Harry I've been meaning to tell you this:
I see the way you stare
You're quite oblivious to your own obsessions
And the one you seek is rare;
You mistake your love for hate just like
Fire for the sun
I hate to have to tell you this, and painful it would seem
It is Draco you are looking for, and you're playing
Tears for the wrong team.
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A/N: 'Tears for the wrong team' is a reference to sexuality. Like saying you bat for both teams means you like both men and women, tears for the wrong team implies Harry is breaking his heart on the wrong gender. Please note that I am by no means suggesting Harry is exclusively gay, but in this case Ginny is a girl and Draco a boy, so it works. Just another weird term I coined, let me know what you think of it :)