YDWMH

Drifting through a cloud of black and chronic hate
Watching as the shadows form a demon’s face
Your kiss feels empty pressed against my hollow skin
I pushed you out and now you’ll never pull me in
I love the sound of the violence
I love the passionate silence
The way that I feel when I wanna die
Let’s get it straight
You’re not in it for my personality
You’re looking for something I can’t provide
Every single night
Touching on my body like you’re leaving
When you know you’re going to start another fight
You don’t want my hea-a-a-a-a-a, hea-a-a-a-art
You don’t want my hea-a-a-a-a-a, hea-a-a-a-art
Scalding words are dripping through my broken fingers
Building up an anger that has always lingered
I want so badly to be wrapped up into you
You think I have no right to be hurting too