you were easy on my eyes, you were heavy on my heart

you are, in fact, the most lovely thing i have ever seen. your metallic, two-toned persona was not.

i'm a little worn out since you fucking tore me down

pin my eyelids shut with thumbtacks. the past is real as hell and i hate you and everything you stand for.    (i'm lying i'm lying i'm lying)

i know that i won't be running through your mind

and when reality hits me as hard as it should have hit you, i'll stutter your name and rip apart every syllable.