Hell
I try to smile a lot but I'm always frontin'.
But I do love a ghost and at least that's somethin'.
She don't talk much, when she do it gets cold.
Usually we just lay there and we hold each other.
We're lovers, we don't need others.
One of my mother's cats jumped up on the covers
and it scared my baby. Guess she don't like pets.
So I twisted its fucking head off at the neck.
Look baby, it's bloody.
It's gone.
It's doomed.
Please
Come back to the room.
I'll do anything for thy.
don't ignore me.
This is more than a sick love story.
Without you I'd bring a shotgun to school and I will if you want me to.
For any reason.
I hate that you leave when the lights come on.
And if I had it my way the fuckin' sun would be gone.