work of art

Blood stained sheets,
What have I gotten myself into this time?
I close my eyes and I believe you.
If I should die I'll never leave you.
I wish that I could walk away
guilt rests in my hands
I know that it is for the better
I never said that I'd compromise
between fact or fiction
there's so much better out there
than you and me
I could end this in seconds
I know it but I don't dare
Another sentence this all could be over
Your words are like weapons why can't you protect me
I wish that you would walk away
red still lines your hands
I know that it's still for the better
I never said that I'd stand aside
between you and the door
there's nothing better out there
than you and me
It's a work of art
the way this fell apart
was the design too faded from the start
or was the artist just too blinded by this
no it's common sense I lack the confidence
still I'll confess all these things to you
Take a look at yourself
and tell me what do you see
I'd take a bullet for you
you'd put a bullet through me
and as I lay on the floor
with this hole in my chest
Can you walk from the truth
with all the blood that covers you
Cause everything that you want
is everything that I need
I would have gave it to you
but you'd have take it from me
and every word that you said
it brought me closer to sin

Body Language And Bad Habits

His body was ransom
His kisses were dancin'
On my lips and in my mind
The money has run out
The music is played out
And now it seems were running out of time
I'm feeling his rhythm
This is your decision
Take your time and make this count
Or awaken with regret
A lifetime of secrets
But would you kiss your mother with that mouth?
This can't be happening oh it can't be
So give up
Or Give in
I'm running through your veins like a habit you can't kick
Here's a secret confession from a life long obsession
As I'm smoking a cigarette and staring out your window pane.
Our bodies started kissing in a language I don't know
I hit the lights in the bedroom
To soften up the mood
You're lying there indiscreetly
I can tell by the feeling
Draw the blinds and lock the doors
You start to stare at the ceiling
As you keep repeating
Take your time and make this count
There's unfinished business
No sign of a witness
But would you kiss your mother with that mouth?
The wolves come out
When the lights go out
We're done playing sheep
Our hearts race
And our dreams lost in sheets
Look at the mess we got ourselves into now
Our bodies started kissing in a language we didn't know

Fever.

I dreamed of a fever
One that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart
With heat to melt these frozen tears
And burned with reasons as to carry on
Into these twisted months I plunge without a light to follow
But I swear that I would follow anything
If it would just get me out of here
And so you get six months to adapt
And then you get two more to leave town
In the event that you do adapt
We still might not want you around
And I fell for the promise of a life with a purpose
But I know that that is impossible now
And so I drink to stay warm
And to kill selected memories
Because I just can’t think anymore about that or about him tonight
I give myself three days to feel better
Or I swear I'll drive right off a fucking cliff
Because if I can’t learn to make myself feel better
Then how can I expect anyone else to give a shit?
And I scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere
Just get me past this dead and eternal snow
Because I swear that I am dying, slowly, but it's happening
So if there is a perfect spring that’s waiting somewhere
Just take me there and lie to me and say it’s going to be all right
It's going to be all right, yeah, you worry too much, kid
It's going to be all right

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