I want your face, and all the pieces attached that make up your ***** sack. Latched together by bone, tied to all the tendons stitched to your skin, with plenty of holes on the outside for you to let me in. Because I know you know neither of us wants to die alone, so open up your head and pull out your heart, be my warm bed and I'll never let you starve. Oh dear my dear, oh wretched old me, I promise you that I'm just a harmless disease. I may drain you of strength, make you feel beaten and broke, but I'll never take your life or threaten to leave you on your own.

I think I might have broken someones heart, and I don't think I care, but she keeps calling, and it sounds like she's falling apart.

Then when I don't answer I'm left long with winded messages filled with apologies, and the pathetic pattering of her brains attempt to produce and procure the words she thinks will make me see her true worth.

Yes I know you think I hate you, you've said it a thousand times. And im aware you think you're broken, and honestly I agree. You need some help, you've gotta do it for yourself, because I can't ever love you back if you expect me to live in the hole where you fell.

Darling, won't you drag yourself back into my bed?
It's warm and comfy here by the fire in my head.
I know it hurts to lie, down there on the floor,
I do it all the time, and I'm ready for some more.
Come on baby, won't you meet me beneath the sheets?
Let me cover you from your head down to those freezing feet.
We can stay here for a month, then feed upon each other when it comes time for us to eat.

So I'm at work, right
And there's this guy
He's trying to order something super sized
I tell him, "we don't do that here, we have regular, small, and kids in whole wheat or rye"
Then I ring him for a regular, and he says "you messed up", with a scowl.  
He asks if my manager is around.
I get fired, so I burn that **** hole to the ground.
Another day, another dollar