Move my lips and tell yourself I'm sorry.
For everything I've said or done, or ever tried to do.
Take those eyelash curlers and bat my pretty blues.
Grasp this life and crush it with your stylish manicure.
Roll up your tinted windows and pretend you never saw.
Scar yourself emotionally, take that knife and continue scarring me.
A corset crushed those perfect ribs, oh irony, so smooth.
Words spoken so softly convinced you it's true.
Word-repeat: No-repeat !important;repeat
Overcast skies say fall colours are in.
A circle of obscene makes you want to join the scene.
And you tell yourself its alright, yeah because you're always right.
The stripes match the carpet match the curtains, match your mood.
A healthy life disinigrates and you were right to turn away.
Its your right to turn away, and I'm wrong to want to stay.
The remaineder of hairdye colours my lids in hopes to remain one.
With the one who defines oneness.
Remix styles but never turn back, never look at that.
Watch your back.
Endless screaming follows this night but the "discussion" is pointless.
Because I never win.
Bitten nails, chipped polish, I am your only sin.
Hail Mary times three and you'll never look back.
Our Father two times and surgery hides the past.
The moon fades away winter snow becomes the fashion of the season.
So coat yourself and say your prayers, forget the long forgotten.
The fruit of your womb has rotted.
I forgot I was forgotten. |
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