it hurts more
taking off my skirt
seeing myself in the mirror knowing
I've been lying all day
the hurt in pink when I burned myself
driving and the hurt in pink when my lips are touched
the dry sadness is the best thing I've known
felt between walls and miles
it sits outside the door

I like to feel the water when it stings my burns
I like crying after being kissed
knowing i'm being taken for granted again
I don't like when the bath goes cold