Youre the king of
a lonly song
i call heartbreak
and you can sing all
four parts
softly in my ear
and in your eyes i can see
how much you enjoy killing me
and leaving me
begging for more.
you're a cat in a bag
and you like to curl up on a rug
like the whole world should
bow before you.
your meows and your purrs
are the only words
that can excite my every nerve
you can in that
devilish way of yours.
excite my every nerve,
at the exact time
you are getting on them all.
So heres a bullet from a gun
and a smile from my lips
im sick of putting up with this shit.
Wish you would have saved me
tried for one god damned minute to think
of how your toying made me feel
fuck my telephone
and the ringing in my ears
sick of being your rug
the only true listener when you
purr out lovley
sing songs
of nothingness.
If your love came with a manual,
it would be full of astericked modifications.
and pictures that were drawn
by a man who was tripping at the time.
You were written at the beginning of time
chissled out in stars and
i love you for it.
but i cant stand the way you
connect into a constalation.
and tease me with your twinkling shine.
fall star
fall.
let me make my final wish
before i eat my last meal.
one last bite of led.
12:33 am - Friday, Jan. 24, 2003
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