Shreds
I'm picking up the pieces that litter the floor.
Saving up for the operation, that will make this all more humane.
We are, wary eyes and dangerous mouth.
Now I find it hard to be placed in sentences with you.
How will I ever play in the same room?
You tear me to shreds.
Then look at the mess with distaste and indifference.
I can not keep plying the poison.
I can't continue pulling the blanket over still faces, when the battle ends.
Dramatic flare for the obvious.
Wary eyes, we have, and dangerous mouth.
I used to think you were a battlefield girl.
But all you do is attack and then hide.
Morose and unrepentant of the dangerous side.
This is going down as the victimless crime.
It's high time, someone stopped playing the part.
Your only as strong as you need to be, to keep yourself safe.
No matter that others are feeling, they need only learn their place.
You tear me to shreds.
Eyes roaming for the next way to get ahead.
How can I fault you, when I don't even know you?
Selfish traits. Mouth twisted in distaste.
I'm waiting for the operation, that will make this more humane.
I'll have you cut out of me.
The healing can begin.
But you just tear me to shreds.
And I go on, cleaning up the mess.
Saving up for the operation, that will make this all more humane.
We are, wary eyes and dangerous mouth.
Now I find it hard to be placed in sentences with you.
How will I ever play in the same room?
You tear me to shreds.
Then look at the mess with distaste and indifference.
I can not keep plying the poison.
I can't continue pulling the blanket over still faces, when the battle ends.
Dramatic flare for the obvious.
Wary eyes, we have, and dangerous mouth.
I used to think you were a battlefield girl.
But all you do is attack and then hide.
Morose and unrepentant of the dangerous side.
This is going down as the victimless crime.
It's high time, someone stopped playing the part.
Your only as strong as you need to be, to keep yourself safe.
No matter that others are feeling, they need only learn their place.
You tear me to shreds.
Eyes roaming for the next way to get ahead.
How can I fault you, when I don't even know you?
Selfish traits. Mouth twisted in distaste.
I'm waiting for the operation, that will make this more humane.
I'll have you cut out of me.
The healing can begin.
But you just tear me to shreds.
And I go on, cleaning up the mess.