Sunday, August 23, 2009

Melt - 12/28/03

Sex is all I've heard for days,
As another friendship now fades.
You are the millionth to claim,
You love this face hid in shame.
Test your limits on my dead heart,
To tear a bad relationship apart.
It's time to see exactly how far,
You can pour the salt in my scar.
Lie to me when you dial the phone,
Pretending that you're all alone.
Don't tell the boyfriend about us,
You can only fake feelings of lust.
Your halo is as fake as my smile,
Accept being a whore, fuck denial.
We don't have any future to long,
Nor a past or present to rely on.
As you find a way for me to melt,
I always end up killing myself.

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