Album: I Hope Your Cancer Kills You
pictures clutter this room;
i have these spaces, waiting to fill, waiting for you.
this isn't what was sold to me,
my dreams in glossy rectangles,
this isn't what was suppose to be.
but i know, yeah i know.
i still have marks you gave me,
one to remember one to forget.
tapered red lines won't streak,
so i'll wait till hell freezes.
one to remember one to forget which one are you?
i know you better,
do you still wrestle in your sleep now,
i can count these bruises.
i know you better ...
i know this isn't the place to be.
no its not the place to be...