As sit by this lonely fire
can now see that the only thing you admire
is the little bottles of desire
they help you forget
what happened after you became a liar
but because of what you did i am just a silhouette
our life is life a rewinding cassette
I feel as though a corset
has taken away my last breath
why do you not regret
you made sure that there is nothing left
except maybe sudden death
but sadly this is the truth and we are not on crystal meth
so we take our razors and cut the pain away
and looking down I see a crimson ballet
on my arm for display
and realize this isn't child’s play
so please obey and stay away, so you stop causing us so much pain
