Only drunk on weekends when you're feeling helpless and you need someone's lips on your own without your body feeling cold. Isn't that much fun now? You hate it, but love the sound of somebody's body underneath while you crush their ribcage with your feet.
And I'm so apathetic, I can't even get a headache from my ever-constant snapping bones. It just feels so good to be alone. You're better off on acid than I ever was in blankets, yet no one can ever get you high: 'cause I'm as weak as the next guy.
Does the bright green light still relax you when you fall asleep? I'll never understand how you got to bed without me.
My words are inconsistent; I'm warm, but I'm so distant, and you are getting oh so close. You've destroyed my shoulders, knees, and toes. I just can't get it off now, I'm labelled cheap but know how to get you exactly where I want; my words will forever be a taunt.
Like a moth to a flame I'd strip you of your wings, burning everything. I hope you'd do the same, but only if you were me.
Does the bright green light still relax you when you fall asleep? I'll never understand how you got to bed without me.
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