Oh, are you sick?

You look delicious. I hope you don't fuck me over.

I want to devour you, if it's allowed.


I'm fixated, I'm underneath the private, provacative hope
that you won't discover the state I'm in.


I can change, I do it every day in a million ways
salvage me, take me, away.

You're elevated to an angel, you're looking her in the face
I don't want to hear your conversation

I don't want to fucking hear it, I don't.


Take from me and I take from you.

Take from me and I'll tell ya the truth.

A bullet's like a splinter, it splits the skin
Won't you be my bullet, won't you end this?

Shit.


My disgrace is my dirty laundry to hang
and you have no advocate to legalise the pain
of watching your wife dissolve in the bath tub.


Pick your clothes off the floor and leave.


I have created an enemy, fuck, I've birthed a monster
and you're a doll I can't hold onto any longer.


Oh, fuck...

I am trying to be who I am.

You thought you'd get the picture perfect portrait
well I've got news for you

I'm broken bones, I'm a splinter that'll bruise.

I'm your hurt, summed up in two's
I'm you heart repulsed; asking you to tie this noose.


Come on, what's stopping you?