No windows, no doors
She's passed out on the floor
Black nails, red toes
Sick from drinking the night before
And the room is on fire
As she's fixing her hair
He doesn't care
Kisses and blisters
Do you even miss her?
Another cut, another scrape
It all bleeds the same
Shut up when I turn the radio up
Just wait till December when your hair is longer
And aches turn to rain
It'll all wash away

The evening flashes by
Just me and little bear
All calm
In control
Last week's reflections ripple
Next week's plans take shape
A pause between
As the fire smokes
Time to breathe before we start again

Sold my soul to none
Told my tale to some
Held my secrets to tame
The flame that was madly
Insane.

Felt the horror and pain
Melt to whatever brought heart
Smelt the desire of depart
With every tick of the clock in your
Time.

Read the letter of lime
Lead me to the end of the line
Said you'd be mine
For no longer than I've been
Yours.