• you are so cruel
    drunken, village fool
    you fall apart and scream
    you beg to me in my dreams
    like a cigarette ash you crumble
    and I can't hear your lies when you mumble
    you still wish you could disign my own misery
    and I find your pitiful resistace so interesting
    I want to take your jaw as my trophy
    you wont miss it when you body is roasting
    your powdered bones must ache in your arteries
    but that's what you get for touching that part of me
    you were only supposed to be there for my pleasure
    but we were tarnished by all the paranoia and pressure
    my third rib is gone from when you clawed at my left lung
    and we will both always choke on all the stale air we hung
    we can blame the poison powder, we can blame our genetics
    but in the end we know that our screaming just seems pathetic
    I hate your bleach blonde hair and i hate your big blue eyes
    and I hate the way I love the feeling of my cheek on your thigh
    i was lost within the false concept of your devoted adoration
    so much so that I failed to see its painfully slow disintigration
    I crushed you and you turned around for your revenge
    and we just fell to our knees in shame in the end
    my scars are still shining bright with no blacklight
    and it no longer matters which of us was right
    im not sorry but i wish it wasnt like that
    I know you're in a worse place than I'm at