Hey there green eyes, you are just in time, you're under my knife. I will clean you up and show you then to all of my friends. And we will walk around town hand in hand to show them you're mine.
This night is perfect. Take out your blades, get out your guns. We'll drink our poison. Then wait and see what we become. . Hey boys, grab a girl. Let's move until the stars are gone.
My hair weeps for air, a shower and a comb. Shes clean enough for me and looks good in yellow. Dissolved in alcohol but shes in perfect care. The queen of my worst dreams but her biggest nightmare.
Staple my feet to the gravel then run me. (Run me around). Around like your pet dog. . My organs are on the dinner table. And you were the first. (You were the first).
The barrel shot lead into me. Now all can taste is the bullet. A shot hole in my vanity. And I cant find a place to put it. . Well, you look like my type so get in line.
Arteries flexing as your heart beats hard. Down through your temples. To your wrist and palm, clenched hard. . Stride down the catwalk preaching patience.
The scratching of paper and pen reminds me. Of a song I wrote two years back. I remember each and every line like a photo. Glued to the lids of my eyes.
Ambulance sirens. And men in white. I feel you squeeze my hand. Your grip is tight. . After I'll fall asleep. I'll leave this place. But I will be back here soon.
Turn your eyes to me. I am watching every move you make. What should I wear today on my sleeve?. . And let's take a step and move away. Underground is where we'll stay for a while.
Well, I know that we are dead. And my only regret. Is I gave you all I have. You just left. . All that's left are the memories. And the pain. Because now I sleep on blades.
He just threw out all of his old clothes. And all the music that he owns. It's time for his yearly change of style. And she speaks with a British accent.
You're calming hailstones, in summer. Sliding ice, along the sunburn. I can see the moon. And it's mid-day, mid-day. . The little hand on the big clock.
The alphabet runs A to Z. Runs through my head to make stories. Like letters wrote. It stings like a cigarette burn. . Some things change and some things don't.
Two hours 'til doors. With my patience running short. I am shaking in my seat. As I grind my fucking teeth. . Now I am waiting for the day. When no one is concerned.
I see you in the mirror. You're outshining everyone, so cold it makes me numb. I almost died again. I tied the rope around my neck, so don't you ever let go.
Wait while jealousy tears you apart. I'm sorry but I cannot help the way you are. That we do the things you can't. Just wait, can't you see you're being weak?.
Wait while jealousy tears you apart. I'm sorry but I cannot help the way you are. That we do the things you can't. Just wait, can't you see you're being weak?.
Wake up, wake up now. And live like yesterday. Wake up tomorrow. And live, just like today. . See all these people. They tell you who you are. And who you should be.
The secretest sound. Why can't I say. "Here's to you. And me". into the silence as I sleep. . Kiss me soft. To the sound of rain. I'll never hear above the screams of your grave.
Morning, the sun wakes up. And when I shake off my daze. I see the one I look up to. But I never told you I do. . Sweet as a honey glaze. And warm as a summer day.