You smell like bad coffee
When you wake up in the evening
To brush your hair
My blood is in your hands
Your blood's on my eyes
To live inside your hating guts
She was too attractive
So we just got over it
And stabbed each other blind
Let your heart seep
Through the nails in your arms
And carry me
Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 8:15 AM UTC
You smell like bad coffee
When you wake up in the evening
To brush your hair
My blood is in your hands
Your blood's on my eyes
To live inside your hating guts
She was too attractive
So we just got over it
And stabbed each other blind
Let your heart seep
Through the nails in your arms
And carry me
