Aug 07, 2005 18:56
You cut off all of your fingers
Trade them in for dollar bills
**Cake on some more make-up to**
**Wake up and stop shaking**
**Cuz you're just wasting time**
Don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?
You take but cannot be given
You ride but cannot be ridden
**Pinch this tiny heart of mine
Wrap it up in soiled twine
You never read what you've written
***I'll be your lover, i'll be forever***
***I'll be tomorrow, i am anything when i'm high***
You shove your hair down my throat
**********I feel your fingers in me***********
Tear this bitter fruit to mess
And wrap it in your soiled dress
Now you must spit out the seeds