Extra strong toothpaste
To dilute the taste of my lies
Can’t you see from my eyes
A million tears have been summoned from my heart
Day after day the pulse has weakened
But you still don’t notice me falling apart
And how I’ve conjured up sordid thoughts in my brain
From the absurd to the insane
Some would describe my perseverance as inane
But even when I lose, I refuse to complain
Just as long as you give me another chance
To do this slow dance all over again

The aroma of cigarettes and cheap perfume
Drift from your mouth and cold bedroom
Dancing along the waves your fingers tread
Up and down my yielding body of woe
Your awkward laughter sends shivers
From my head down to my toes
Drowning in a puddle of woes
A serenade of love? A serenade of love?
I’ve never felt more uncomfortable
Than you’re making me feel tonight
And my mums walked in on the two of us
So what does that tell you?
Take your time, I’ve got all night….

I used to drink for fun
But now I drink to feel numb
To forget all the things I once craved to remember
About the girl I thought was the one

I can’t ever sleep at night
It’s where nightmares bite
That take me back to the smell of your bed
And I lose my mind all over again

You raised my heart rate
And made my palms sweat
As soon as your eyes latched onto mine
Even though you ended up letting me down
I came to the realisation
I can’t live without having you around

Remember the first time we kissed?
Our teeth clashed twice, and you bit my lip
You’d think I’d hate that memory
But if truth be told
I feel the complete opposite
And I wanna do it all over again

Although you’re no longer mine to love
I dream that you are so I can cope
And I refuse to say anything that could **** the two of us
Because one day I know we’ll come back together
And I think in your heart as well as mine
You feel exactly the same.. I hope

The visceral memories of pain are incredible
So vivid and cutting
Laughter and joy are forgotten within seconds
But the tears that rain and the scars that form are unforgettable
Trying to fall asleep just to forget it all
But the vivid imagery of your dreams makes it impossible
And there are no more answers left to find
Hell, you’ve tried
At the bottom of a bottle or at the end of the line
Praying to a God that you've fought so hard to believe in
In the hope he provides a guiding light
But it turns out he’s always busy playing make believe
How funny, how convenient
If it was anyone else, they’d be described as deviant
Because what “saviour” abandons those in their moment of need?
Not one that I believe in
Not someone I've yet to see

To be lovesick
Is trying to ignore your lovers past
On the off chance that it may last
Whilst drowning in its looming anxiety
Because it’s impossible to supress or ignore
From the surface written all over your face
To the deepest being of our very core

To be lovesick
Is trying to control the uncontrollable
And acting cool when they’re being insufferable
Not exploiting their insecurities
But to make them feel safe and adored
When they’re at their lowest ebb
Lost, cold and flawed

To be lovesick
Is to be completely vulnerable
When we’re at our most longing and hopeful
Although the indecisive suffering is hard to bear
There’s no choice but to see it through
If it means finding that person at the end of the road
Who appreciates everything that makes you truly you

I’ve been on one hell of a ******
6,7 maybe 8 years I’m not sure
Feels like my brains been mashed in a blender
Sat in a pub with a whiff of public urination and desolation
Apart from a man who’s got the jukebox all to himself
Every tune he plays is a scream for help
Cuts, bruises and black eyes
Mojito his drink of a choice was a big surprise
I had him down as a Stella man myself

Ctrl, alt, delete
Don’t you wish reality had shortcuts and sure-fire cheats?
The ones that get you free express delivery,
Or crack the level on a game you’re too lazy to attempt?
My eyes are heavy and yours are full of contempt
You don’t even try to hide the fact you don’t like me very much
Your charisma like razor blades to the touch
But you don’t scare me, pal

Scampi Fries, white noise and flashing lights,
Sick on the floors and somehow most of the walls
You empty the fruity for the 5th time tonight
That’ll pay for a few more songs
Is that impressive or have I been here for too long?
Floating down the endless river of despair
Running alongside disillusion highway
I need to get myself out of here,
Forcibly or preferably by my own volition
I’m in a critical but stable condition
I didn’t realise I’ve gone and ripped my ****** pants again

I promise that I’m perfectly fine
Ignore all the warning signs, it’s just fake news
A daily mash up or a government rouse
To muddy my good name, my great name
No explanation needed
In this strange society and my mind’s eye
I promise that I’m perfectly fine, alright?!