Your mouth is made of metal,
Your kisses taste like gold.
Your lies they strike like bullets,
But I enjoy the holes.

Your mouth is made of metal,
Your truths begin to rust.
Your blade edge may be jagged,
But I love the way it cuts.

Your mouth is made of metal,
Your words feel like steel.
Your smile strikes like a hammer,
But I’ll still be your anvil.

you were there
so was I
we were together at last
but I had to remind myself that it was a fantasy
not a dream
because Disney said dreams come true.

Trying to date the happiest boy in the world is like trying to buy a gift for a rich person, they don't need anything else.

LOVE
                                                      L
    ­                                                  LUST
          ­                                              US
                ­                                  TRUST
                         ­                            RUST
                                                      RUN
  ­                                                 PRY
                                                 WHY
                                                     HURT
                                                            ­  TRUE