if you want me dead...kiss me

[tiredofresting]

and i found you tounge tied
in my twisted little brain
you couldn't crack a smile
i didn't catch your name
i don't blame you for walking away
i'd do the same if i saw me
i swear it's not contagious
in four short steps we can erase this

step one: slit my throat
step two: play in my blood
step three: cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
step four: stop off at edgebrook creek and rinse those crimson hands
you took me hostage and made your demands
i couldn't meet them so you cut of my fingers
one by one