My hearts beating too fast and I'm falling even before
I'm leaning in to meet you
Oh, is this how my life ends?
Carbon steel lips against mine,
And the barrel of your tongue in my mouth
I'm too young to die,
Too young to feel so full and honest.
But this will be the way I am found,
every time,
Brains on the wall
And somewhere in the wreckage
a bullet called
lust.