A little less than classy.
A **** and chuck,
one and done.
But that's fine with me, baby.
No emotions,
no feelings.
Just two lonely souls that make something
that doesn't come close to love, at night.
I wonder what we could bring to the table
if we laid our hearts down
like sacrifices to a God we don't believe in.
And I want to hear you plead guilty
to the jury of my not-so-innocence
because the only praise I'll ever get from you is
the sound of my clothes piling up on your floor.

falling for me,
is like a step backwards
off of a pier
with cement shoes
i'll just drag you under baby
while gasping
i love you too

Death by ******, death by chance,
Death by secret night romance,
Death by number, paint the liner,
Death in colour or black and white,
Accidental, planned prolonged,
Death by always doing wrong,
Death by self, a timeless art,
Death by one last broken heart.