indulge fairness of being loved

[barbielunchbox]

everybody lives
just like everybody dies
everybody cries like im always gonna cry
but did you cry when i died inside
when you pushed me aside
when you made it your passion to trample on my destiny
set fourth out on a journey to cross my paths
and fill up my glass with ocean water salty to the core
its always below zero when it comes to my room at night
and i cant sleep without you by my side to warm me
and my hands feel like they might die and crumble away
as the wind blows the pieces into the distance of the world
the world of lies, deseption, and infinate isolation
telling a story of disection
what did you find inside there when you tore it apart
i doubt the blood on your hands frightened you
did you lick the hands to taste your victory
because i know you wouldnt wear gloves
you want to feel your success
what sort of death did you find there
it must have been lacking profoundness
just as much as you were possessing red-letter smiles
as if you could induldge anymore
as if you could describe it anymore than
all is fair in love and war