Explain it to me
this sudden coldness...

To be in ure arms...
was everything...

My poison of choice,
you stand, rolling a cigarette...

You step into line, and you say the words so sweet
they look at you like a dog ready to tear apart...

My eyes are stinging...
reflecting the burning red...

There are photo's to pick apart
and so many words to over analyse...

Don't touch me
don't even look...

Spinning in a haze of sober colours
screaming myself hoarse...

I see it there, vividly scarred on my thigh...
i remember when i did that...

Its so hard
to stay a float...

Situations
stoned in town...

Am i safer alone
than i would be with you...