Hand 
Cave
Alive 

Painting
Saffron 
Red

Creole Barn Dance
Wedding of the 
Sublime

Black Tie Barbeque

What made you feel the need to take my kind heart,
and break it in two
**** you I'm lying you ain't worth to do so

With rough thrusts, moans and mustered ******* heat; 
Please sing out loud, deeply within my heart
***** you're a fabulist
It must be nice to be as cold as ice and live with a heart of stone
You think not more but for yourself
And pretend that you adore me
Through manipulation
I regret that 
 I made you feel like
a queen dripping in gold
Wasted my heart 
was wasted on you
wasted and beaten 
and black and blue.