I’m not smart, you can rip me apart.
How does this end? How did it start?
Pull me to pieces, Dance on my heart.
Waltz me to bed, Slit my wrists, sweetheart.
Lighting my smoke all alone in the dark,
Your portrait is staring like a work of art.
You’re partial to black, fuck the color chart.
Broken down on the edge of my nightmares,
all fucked up, spinning drunk in my affairs.
You left me to die, hoping I would not try
to get back on my feet, head myself down the street.
The sun is setting with an orange sky,
producing streetlights and teens.
Slutty, drama queens.
backed myself to the wall,
always rise then I fall.
learned to run now I crawl…
thinking of us…
fucking in a bathroom stall…
One more fist straight through the wall..
Broken down on the edge of my nightmares,
all fucked up, spinning drunk in my affairs.
You left me to die, hoping I would not try
to get back on my feet, head myself down the street.
Pick me apart,
leave me to dry,
sabotaged,
No need to lie.
Restless, greasy.
Nothing is easy.
When you have everything you’ll still be sleazy.
Broken down on the edge of my nightmares,
all fucked up, spinning drunk in my affairs.
You left me to die, hoping I would not try
to get back on my feet, head myself down the street.
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