sometimes you'll crumble
and take mountains with you
you'll scream until you're out of breath
and hurt yourself on the glass you broke
and i'll break my finger
from how hard i pulled the trigger
i'll cry until i puke
and my guts will heave
my hands will shake
and yours will crack
my eyes will burn
and yours will shut
you'll shrivel up
and i'll bleed
my wrists will hold onto cold metal
and you'll stitch me up with your words
i'll tell you i love you with my lips
but you'll pierce my chest with silence

and i'll apologize for getting blood on your shirt