Hints of green
Fits of red
There you are laying in my bed
Your wasted grin in my trash bin
Sideways questions in your salty tears
Lost in your brain, I'm lost in your sin
Brainwashed lovers, cross pain with laughter
Hemorrhaging another dark confession
There it sits floating in your forehead creases
Believe in me you whisper
Underneath sighs of indifference
Your condescending quivers
I gave you my all
My all just an inflated golden ticket
Worthless worthless worthless
And your eyebrows leave me helpless
It seems like they hold some long forgotten knowledge
And oh how bad I want it