Honestly...

Remember the sounds of the stereo as I promiseTo listen to your heart beat.It’ll collapse in your chest and you’ll start To reminisce of all those times we spent in theBackseat.

Just bullshitted ties and lies saying we lovedOne another when all we wanted was to fuck.

Who was playing who in the mind games of Insecurity when you’re thinking in your mind How much you suck.

How much you hate.

How much you crave.

How much you despise their taste.

It’s just self fulfillment, just another body on mine,Another guilty pleasure yet a favorite past time.Wanting nothing but the hair around your face,And a tongue between your teeth.But the next day, just like before you’ll be Sitting on your knees.

The ones already bruised from playing with yourChildhood dreams.The ones that have bled for you in your time of need.That’s the deadly cycle, when you do nothing but recycleAll the boys or the girls that put on a show,Skillfully a master under the sheets you’ve come to know.It’s a talent.It’s a skill.You’re a piece, such a thrill.Just give me a push over the ledge, of the world’s edgeAnd I’ll promise to fall forever.It’ll be something to get used to,Something I’ve secretly wanted to do.To know I’ll never hit the ground,As hard as I did for you.....


This'll win big in a contest somewhere.give me alchohol and i'll dance the night away