My skin left pierced; From the gripping bite of your cold voice Over top your cigarette breath you words still stunk
A lion-heart with a lying heart
You promised the waves of our love would never reach shore; Instead you dumped me into shallow waters Lying face down and still not standing... My feet can't lock onto the drifting sands of your comfortability so I stay there, trying to swim to my next lover trying over and over; ...but drownings much easier
The more I turn blue, I cant seem to tell if my emotions are bursting through my skin or the hypothermia from within. My mind starts ticking; My insanity seeps through but I believe it true That once this clock strikes 12 that you'll be attached by another mouth
The boat we were once on together is drifting away a simple memorial of true lovers lost can't find the directions to each others heart but hope for the best while were apart
*One day, I pray you'll float back here in my dieing last breath and save me from my misery that you cause since.