I submerge my mind in liquid courage and slur my silly confessions, Puking emotions all over your unread text messages.
Ruby shame becomes me Whispering evil things to me Convincing me that I am a burden.
That I am the one that's crazy here. Crazy in love. Crazy to admit it. I am the one that’s crazy here.
You were the one that begged for me to love you. So why do I have to ask for you to tell me that you love me? How am I supposed to believe your I love you’s? Am I so insecure, paranoid?
Is it just me? Am I crazy?
Crimson waves fuel my heart that whisper Jehime in the silent crackle of the fire that blazes through the night in between my rib cage.
Can you feel that, Corazón? Do you hear that Mi Amor? Or am I crazy?
My ears are ringing My doubts are shouting as it sears it's emptiness into my soul,
The silence burns.
Pero mi Amor Porque? Quando yo te di todo mi corazón, porque me haces esto? Why? God, why don’t you love me?
It is your silence when I ask you these questions, Your silence when I bleed Te Amo, that burns, burns, burns.