me there are things i should burn for but i won't there are things i should burn but i don't burn for you i still burn for you when i drink i still drink but only in fiction i try my best to avoid looking at pianists guitarists and singers they don't upset me but i guess their art is too honest for who i am as it should be i will never understood anything done for me out of love me i shouldn't be alive last november i kicked my friend in the face while he tried to save my life i'd forgotten about it and so when he visited me in hospital the next day i asked about the bruise above his eye he looked at me real funny and told me he ran into a tree
Instead of dragging knives across my skin expressing self hatred or anguish, I take small breaths of cigarettes. It's liberating. The minutes I can choose to take from my life.
I don't have the strength to be your candle tonight, Learn to navigate in the dark, Please ignite your own spark, I need to live for me now, I'm only human and I don't want to let you drown But being your anchor Only tore me down.