And four white walls were caving in on me Feeling claustrophobic in a room all alone like surrounded by germs sneaking up in my skin and running through my veins I'll cry myself sober 'til the darkness escapes my head Though an empty bottle lies in the palm of my right hand that isn't all that's left With a cigarette between my lips Unlit The cancer in my body will crave it's taste but instead feel it's touch Deceived like empty promises The tears that fall from my eyes will race down my cheeks the same way I ran for your love They'll drip down my chin The same way you pushed me off the cliff They'll sink into my jean pockets The same way my body decomposed into the dirt of the ground And they'll evaporate The same way your brain had amnesia over my soul Oblivion We're all going to die anyway But being forgotten was my only fear Especially by you.. I can't touch heaven, And that's why I wanted you Because I know that there are no good men in this world that will take me to heaven thus a bad boy will bring it to me No silverware cutlery is needed And no silver platter has to deliver it Can a soul like mine rest reassured with a haunting memory like your smile etched in my head? Will a soul like mine travel to the afterlife in confidence with a warm hand hooked to mine, like I have nothing to lose so long as I have you? When that whiskey had me feeling pretty the irony is that you were the alcohol You were the intoxication in my body that left me overdosed on your perfume You were the feelings that I bottled up in fear of spilling you out You were the bitter sweet smell that left my eyes staring into the blur Was it the real or the fake? Or should I have read in between the lines?