Dec 15, 2004 18:12
<3they found you on the bathroom floor<3
I miss you, I miss you so far
//and the collision of your kiss that made it so hard//
::it isn't that much fun, staring down a *Loaded gun*::
**make you slit your wrist**
::they said she was nothing::
+but they dont know who she really is+
\\\She wants to be something\\\
``~but i dont think she'll achieve that here~``
\>She tells them stories
{but they call them lies}
she wants to be somewhere new +
|and find who she is inside|
(But they never gave her a chance)
*they didnt let her find her muse*
they beat her head into a fence :
/and made her feel abused: /
Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours. She even poked the holes so I can breathe. She bought the last line. I'm just the worst kind. Of guy to argue. With what you might find. And for the last night I lie. Could I lie with you? Alright Give up Get down. It's just the hardest part of living. Alright She wants It all to come down this time. Lost in the prescription she's got something else in mind. Check into the Hotel Bella Muerte. It gives the weak flight. It gives the blind sight. Until the cops come. Or by the last light. And for the last night I lie. Could I lie next to you? Pull the plug. But I'd like to learn your name. And holding on. Well I hope you do the same. Awww sugar. Slip into this tragedy you've spun this chamber dry. this night, walk the dead in the solitary style and crash the cemetery gates. in the dress your husband hates way down, mark the grave where the search lights find us drinking by the mausoleum door and they found you on the bathroom floor i miss you, i miss you so far and the collision of your kiss that made it so hard back home, off the run singing songs that make you slit your wrist it isn't that much fun, staring down a loaded gun so i won't stop dying, won't stop lying if you want i'll keep on crying did you get what you deserve? is this what you always want me for? He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb. He's always choking from the stench and the fume. The wedding party all collapsed in the room. So send my resignation to the bride and the groom. Let's go down! This elevator only goes up to ten. He's not around. He's always looking at men Down by the pool. He doesn't have many friends. As they are Face down and bloated snap a shot with the lens. She keeps a picture of the body she lends. Got nasty blisters from the money she spends. She's got a life of her own and it shows by the Benz She drives at 90 by the Barbies and Kens. If you ever say never too late. I'll forget all the diamonds you ate. Lost in coma and covered in cake. Increase the medication. Share the vows at the wake. (Kiss the bride)
I <3 Brian:P