lifelesslove
07/05/03, 05:43 PM
“In Cold Blood”
Solitary confinement is now your only enjoyment,
As you sit thinking over what could have never happened.
Quoting me by my pictures “I couldn’t leave you, but the choices were few, far between.”
Now I choke on the only answer I have left for me.
Its’ way past midnight, the watch falls over and over again,
Shining light on situations better left dark.
And I’m only here so long as you promise, that the knife
Only serrates to the point of unconsciousness.
*Chorus*
And now I’m left to lose, the ink in this pen has died.
So what do I write with now, my poetic suicide. (Page break for each smile faked)
I guess it’s understood, and the meaning is gone…
I’ll take pieces from your tearing, write it out in cold blood…goodbye to my goddess.
Had a few wishes I’ve been betting on, but the sky is too dark, the outcome to bleak.
Words with a sixth sense, find a way to your heart, when your tugging on chords….not to smart…not to smart.
Blown away darling, as the scaffolding overlooking our compromise,
Of shutting these eyelids, and looking for a better thought, but I’m only here to watch you bleed, only looking for a stronger ink…
*Outro*
Hold this so cleverly, it dangles from necklaces, and shines from your ears…pathological liars never drown in their tears.
This is tied up in your wrists, I’m complacent with the way things are going, july wouldn’t wait for anyone, now thinned by our alcohol coated interiors..
Solitary confinement is now your only enjoyment,
As you sit thinking over what could have never happened.
Quoting me by my pictures “I couldn’t leave you, but the choices were few, far between.”
Now I choke on the only answer I have left for me.
Its’ way past midnight, the watch falls over and over again,
Shining light on situations better left dark.
And I’m only here so long as you promise, that the knife
Only serrates to the point of unconsciousness.
*Chorus*
And now I’m left to lose, the ink in this pen has died.
So what do I write with now, my poetic suicide. (Page break for each smile faked)
I guess it’s understood, and the meaning is gone…
I’ll take pieces from your tearing, write it out in cold blood…goodbye to my goddess.
Had a few wishes I’ve been betting on, but the sky is too dark, the outcome to bleak.
Words with a sixth sense, find a way to your heart, when your tugging on chords….not to smart…not to smart.
Blown away darling, as the scaffolding overlooking our compromise,
Of shutting these eyelids, and looking for a better thought, but I’m only here to watch you bleed, only looking for a stronger ink…
*Outro*
Hold this so cleverly, it dangles from necklaces, and shines from your ears…pathological liars never drown in their tears.
This is tied up in your wrists, I’m complacent with the way things are going, july wouldn’t wait for anyone, now thinned by our alcohol coated interiors..