You're away
More times than I can count
And I memorized the square root of pi
I have nothing better to do
Than scratch the days in my arms

"I want you more" you claim,
"Want you more than you do for me."
Blasphemy
If I could I'd pack up my bags and go
Easier said than done
Would you want me when you see me?
Will I live up to the pixels
To the image living in your head
Composed of fragments of dialogue
Puzzle pieces of body parts
I can't put all the blame on you
You are not the villain
Not even the hero
You're the ******
And I'm the willing vein