black lines where your eyes used to shine.
cross our hearts, were sippin shots of cyanide.
kiss my lips and taste this, this suicide.
we sleep with the enemy and ki will what we love.
cursed with the gift of beauty.
you weild it like its... a loaded gun.
so lets burn our bridges before theyre built.
never say "i love you" ti will blood is spilt.
choke on my name... as you whisper.
can you taste the blood on your lips as the syllables slit your throat.
you say that imeverything that you want...
well imeverything that you hate,
and it goes unsaid. the way you whispered, you lied.
you always lie to me again.
with these broken windows and these tear stained lies
i wont be sleeping alone tonight.
but we tried... we tried so hard...
so explain this time with the barrel of a gun down your fucking throat.
i said i loved you, but now you make me choke on my words.
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