I am sick and tired of screaming your name
every time i reach the bottom of the bottle
while you are probably in bed
screaming hers.

I don't want to go to sleep with you on my mind,
I want to go to sleep with you in my bed.
Hell is right here
Waking up at 3am without you.
Your lips are the only thing I want to taste in the morning,
Your legs intertwined with mine between sheets.

Sometimes we held hands when we ******,
Because as rough as I was with your body,
I'm always gentle with your heart.

Maybe you are
Maybe you are
Worth every mile
Between us

In the winter time
When the tourists are gone
The sea is so frightening
It turns people to stone
It's unforgiving
and ruthlessly cruel
Can't you feel it calling to you?
It wants to drag you out and pull you under
I want to let myself
Go out and under
The big,
Angry
Waves

I put my mother through hell,
I hurt my father as well,
I've been thinking about killing myself,
Would you mind?

I love you,
Do you mind?

I'll do whatever you tell me to
In the dark
You put a gun to my head,
Said you wanted to paint the walls with my blood,
You said you'd teach me the meaning of 'fast'
You know you'll always be the king,
The king of dust,
You don't mind.

I don't really wanna know what's good for me,
And I might die from all of this,
But at least I killed the pain
Cover me in poetry,
That you'll one day want to set aflame
I'm torn apart,
Rebuild me with your the tip of your tongue,
I don't mind.

You've been drinking like the world is going to end,
And I've been counting the freckles on your face
Connecting them to make pictures
or new constellations.
Your eyes look like the sky
At 6 pm in August
On a Friday evening.

When I'm asked to describe home,
I always almost say your name.
People expect me to say a **** place,
But I've felt more at home with you
Than I ever did in my own house.
And I'm always high
On heels, pills, *****, or in spirits
But you didn't even look at me the last time you said you loved me
And ****,
If that didn't feel like the end of the world