hearts are pounding, beating, broken
by the wayside
oh! how I loved you
when your soul was on fire
for the Things I Could Never Explain
and when your being
writhed under my touch
bled in my presence
but i know You all too well
though Your lips sing my praises
we both know who is mortal here
and Who Is Not
your Smile is as crooked
as the morality you lack
and for that crook of a Smile
I fell
and I fell
and I fell
until there was nothing left of me
but the love I lavished upon you still burned brightly within
the corpse I had become
you drank it all up
until you'd had your fill
and after I'd fallen for you
after I'd sacrificed myself for you
after I'd died for you
you kicked me to the curb
BECAUSE I WAS TOO imperfect FOR YOUR PERFECT SELF
