Scraps

Here in my room
I dream my dream of you
I close my eyes and slip away
You’re still with me, I’m inside of you
Press on me
It’s no memory
It’s my dream
But you had a nightmare
Your visions were cursed
I don’t regret what I’ve done
You broke me
So I broke you back
Now you’re compacted with the scraps
I feel your ghost
I held your body
But you held Van Dieman’s hand
Deep in your green burka eyes you lie
But your body is still so raw
You’re a face in the curtains
The skirting on the wall
You had a nightmare
Now it just gets worse
I don’t regret what I’ve done
You broke me
You were a nightmare
And you were my first
I can’t regret what I’ve done
You broke me
So I broke you back
Now you’re compacted with the scraps of my Nissan
That I’m missin'