It sounds like something you would have said.
There's so much more you could have bled, you know.
One more remix of one more song
is one more way to sing it wrong
because someone else has already heard it.
Innocent, aren't we all when still?
Her desperation makes me ill, you know.
One more shadow of one more ghost
brings one more way to overdose
because swallowing isn't toxic enough.
Honesty seems overpriced these days,
and stars spark faster in this haze, you know.
One more mirror of one more fuse
lights one more word you 'never' use
because someone else has already heard it.
Beautiful, aren't we all tonight?
Poetic, aesthetic, polite... you know.
One more stalker of one more bitch
finds one more way to make her twitch
because omission is always betrayal.
But I'm closer than the average creep,
watching even when you're asleep, you know.
One more chorus and one more verse
make one more crash sound so much worse
because someone else has already heard it. |