Laying on the lawn again
Grass moves with a breeze...

If looks could kill
My dear, I'd be dead...

Pen pressing scribbling pain
Writing or bleeding happening again...

It comes down to this
Heart against your mind...

In my city by the sea
I made it here for you and me...

So we close our eyes to feel the lightning
How come this rain never comes...

In the shadow of the moonlight
She chokes that vial down...

I'll tell you what I'm thinking
I swear on my life it's true...

The music is blaring
My head feels so loud...

Simple does it
Easy goes...

Empty words
Insert a rhyme...

Instigate.
I'm sick of it...