Trouble With Tauruses.

I only want the things
Detrimental to me
Or what I can't reach
Or completely lacks meaning

And when I open my mouth
I wish that it would've been shut
I only want you more
'Cause I'm not even on your list.

Then the phone vibes
And I'm grabbing hair
Like I've never had
Trouble with Tauruses.

And when I sit down
And get the words out,
My back's still aching.
Not a thing get solved around here.