Love doesnt end, because it doesn't begin
It is simply realized
Always there in the blood stream
Star dust
Love is a dream you don't quite remember
It was just there before you woke up
Trying to tell you something
Moon light
Love is your eyes wandering to things
Your heart wants you to notice
Dew on peddles of roses reflecting
Love

I wonder if you ever remember the nights
where all I did was listen to you breathe
and no nightmares came

I don't remember what it's like anymore
to feel at peace with a human, comfortable
because I want to cover myself in scars
so maybe I can finally toughen up
and get use to no one wanting
or loving me

Smile,
That's the best word to describe it
Lights casting shadows over my spine
You make me a real *******
Grinning at anything you say
Drunkard pen pals
I like your slightly too long/too skinny fingers
Which end in calloused tips
Because you don't own a pick
I know words
But not the right words for you
Always another self made excuse
But I haven't hurt you yet

The kids are in the backroom
trying their hands at whiskey and ****
and lung cancer
with one too many ideas of glorification
but look at them -
watch them all try to be mean, hurt souls -
they all sound the same
the same post-rockstar lamentations
of the “Oh-so-cruel-world”
they’re fine with playing the victim
Now watch them cut horizons across forearms and thighs
This cry for help isn’t quite loud enough
to drown out the laughtrack soundtrack coming from my TV
I’m slow dancing with the Devil
in a candle lit room
romantic as all hell
I think I should lunge in for the fiery kiss
the Devil is one pretty *** chick
her belly full with all the reckless children
but I am wary -
I’ve always had issues with intimacy
and the great temptress is no different
we played a game of cards and became fast friends
as her tarots told me everything I wanted to hear
I asked her if she wouldn’t mind keeping my angst for safe keeping
so I can dip my pen in on occasion
but she jet set for the back door with my ego
and left me, Screaming through the night sky
back across the river of souls
Standing me up for the big dance number
the Devil is one mean *****

I sit here
and wish it wasn't true.
That this pain I'm feeling
wasn't because of you.

That I didn't put my hope into someone
who didn't feel the same.
That I didn't risk my heart,
but I guess I'm to blame.

It's something I should have seen from the very start,
that she will always have your heart.
It isn't something I could ever win,
I tried, and I hoped, but it's something that could never have been.

So this is it,
I can't stay anymore.
I can't even bring myself to say goodbye,
so I'll turn around, and look back quickly before I close the door.