Perfection is such a foul game, sweetheart.
Why don't you quit already...
My heart kept saying; "Don't forget...
My head said; "He's forgotten you!"...
Contradiction is the game tonight, sweetheart.
Put your lies down on the table...
Death is quite fitting tonight.
Stick your fingers in my skin...
Girl, walk down hard on the pavement.
Turn around and I won't be there...
Can I take back that time?
Can I take back what I said...
As her lips press upon yours,
I feel mascara run down my cheeks...
I'm looking in the mirror,
Tears cause my vision to blur...
There’s something in the way you touch me,
With those gentle caring hands...
I'm stuck here waiting again,
Staring at the phone, my heart throbbing through...
Sidewalk passers, deafening silence,
Strange, abnormal glances...
In every single letter,
Of every single word...