You can't tell me life is not a game
When your main objective is to collect coins
And do activities to say we've done them
And compare scores

You can't tell me life is not a game
When I've already put chips in
And have weighed my bets
And am calculating my risks

Life is a game
But it's a difficult one
It's an important game
Because this game is your life.
And it governs how you live.
There are no rules
There are no definite goals
Except to enjoy it
And don't die.

Addiction to you
Seems to be a common ailment
I know I'm not the only one
Who is afflicted with you
And I accept this
It is an occupational risk
To be with you
Knowing you have others
And that we're not quite serious
That you're not committed
Even if I want you to be
And it's not your fault
If you hurt me
Because I know what I'm getting into
And have decided to enjoy the risk

Wandering the catacombs of my mind
With only a bit of red-tinged light
Unlit candle and flint in shaky hands
Dreading what I could see if it was bright

Dreading the monsters and bones I would find
The awful things that would be in sight
The skeletons of all my memories
The things that would paralyze me with fright

This fear is embedded deep in my mind
The fear of re-living life in full light
It's a miserable existence at best
To be afraid of my own inner light

My body is tired, this maze is not kind
There's places I could fall, from a great height
Clumsy feet, eyes drooping from lack of sleep
Nothing's more relaxing than red-tinged light

I can feel them waiting, the spirit-kind
Waiting to see if I deny the light
Or if I accept the pain it would bring
Do I choose to die, or live in fright?

You say you like the feel
Of my nails digging into your skin
Leaving trails of red
And I know I like the feeling
Of your hands holding me
Leaving their blue marks
We cling to eachother tightly
Here, in your bedroom
And have the perfect friendship
Of insult based humor
And yet I'm still afraid to tell you
That I think I'm falling for you
We fit together so easily
But I'm afraid to hold on
Because I already know me
And I know I won't let go
Not until it bleeds
And the red startles me

I feel like the inventor of headphones
Has been vastly under-appreciated
These thin wires
Have saved lives,
Sound directly in my ears
Making my blood want to flow
More then I could ever make it
I swear my heart beats
Solely for the sound of my life savior
Known as music

Lost in my personal hell
The depths of my mind
Deeply ingrained memories
But I can't seem to find
The ones that I want
The ones with smiles
And laughing
And your touch,
Warm hands on my skin
And yes I am ticklish,
Extremely so, and everywhere
Are you?
I'll find out, eventually
Snippets of us run through my mind
But it's mostly of other times
When you wasn't there
And all I felt was fear
And anger and hatred
You're one of the few,
The few I could love
But, you don't want me to fall quite yet
Why not?

Go ahead. Talk about me
Say whatever you want
Tell everyone what you know
I really don't care
And neither do they
And neither does he
It's hard to start rumors,
Hard to spread gossip,
About someone that doesn't give a ****
About what other people say
Oh and by the way,
Next time you should knock