we tidy ourselves drapes thrown and ive pain from you plenty but i've grown if you kissed me i might die but i cant get close enough to truly look you in the eye because you're repetitve in your approach always tightening your grip and never slow so i bury what i know in this heart that grows like stone and cold i've known long enough but its already become old a keep sake that's hideous that wonderful moment that's really a bust so i pretend i've slit my wrists turning inside until it's bliss for the morphine to edge the fire keep it in before it turns into desire and i liked you more when you were fucked up could stand you stupid and your ways dumb but i've fallen away so near i'll hold you but i don't say a word you hear