They dance in my head
Sometimes bits and pieces spill out into whatever small thing I am writing
They dance in my head
Sometimes bits and pieces spill out into whatever small thing I am writing
Contemplate life
Heroin and sex
Was the first date night
Too bad we both hated the sober me
She spilt her tattoos onto my skin
Only gave a fuck when she was over me
A heart was not the shape we were in
Contemplate life
Heroin and sex
Was the first date night
Too bad we both hated the sober me
She spilt her tattoos onto my skin
Only gave a fuck when she was over me
A heart was not the shape we were in
I didn’t mind
She wanted badly to get in with me
Into the warmth
The smoothness of two bodies
But she couldn’t
“Too soon”, she said
I washed my hair
She peeked over the door
I washed my body
I heard her sigh
I didn’t mind
She wanted badly to get in with me
Into the warmth
The smoothness of two bodies
But she couldn’t
“Too soon”, she said
I washed my hair
She peeked over the door
I washed my body
I heard her sigh
I hold her anywhere I can
Anytime I can
We lay there in silence
Thinking of beautiful things to say
I hold her anywhere I can
Anytime I can
We lay there in silence
Thinking of beautiful things to say
Ghosts exchanging hosts
Sinister serenades of conflict
Evicting the yearning to exist
Dancing in bliss
Ghosts exchanging hosts
Sinister serenades of conflict
Evicting the yearning to exist
Dancing in bliss
Kill your darlings
And while you’re at it, your ego
Die to the world
For yourself
For all
Kill your darlings
And while you’re at it, your ego
Die to the world
For yourself
For all
About where she wants to be
When she feels used
It brings a comfort you can't see
We're the same person inside
She is attracted to what I hide
I love her like a song in my head
I love her like the wrong side of the bed
About where she wants to be
When she feels used
It brings a comfort you can't see
We're the same person inside
She is attracted to what I hide
I love her like a song in my head
I love her like the wrong side of the bed
Walks all over me in the pattern of a heart
I'm tired of trying to find the clues
I'm just not that smart
Walks all over me in the pattern of a heart
I'm tired of trying to find the clues
I'm just not that smart
The way old men eat antacids
Even if it’s not what i need
I bust it out regularly
As a sort of comfort
Because life gets spicy
Regularly
And I can’t handle it
Without some comfort
Preferably chewable
The way old men eat antacids
Even if it’s not what i need
I bust it out regularly
As a sort of comfort
Because life gets spicy
Regularly
And I can’t handle it
Without some comfort
Preferably chewable