If I described every room we walked in With greater detail Will that help you get the picture? If I emphasize on the feeling Explained the very sound, Pin pointed all the tastes On the core of your tongue Would that help you understand What's in the mixture?
Because when I'm constantly on your mind You're constantly on mine. I wonder how you've twisted my words up today Misjudged all my littlest of actions Constantly trying to figure me out Like I am some science project Or math problem You can just easily solve...
She came out of nowhere When I was standing at the top of the stairs She pulled my hair, and laughed crazily Then ran off.
But she took off to fast And slipped down the stairs Her body crashed When she stood up Her entire body was lined with cracks She looked up at me And asked "Help" Her arm held out She shattered to a million pieces right there. I picked up all the shards and slivers that were her And spent a hundred nights Putting her back together But when I was done And she was whole A statue of a glass girl...
The Acrobatic Kid and The Girl Who Touched Herself to Sleep
It takes a strange man in the dark With a baseball bat and a toothless grin To put my lights out.
The acrobatic kid Crept into my mind Summer-salts and back flips In the air, right above my head. When he falls I gasp Open wide gasp Then he's just gone. A vanishing act I don't know what it means But I haven't felt right Since his spine caved in on itself And all his tendinitis snapped. I heard the bones crack Saw the skin break and the blood spew out freely And then He was just gone.
If I had a hammer I'd hit someone. If I had a rope I'd strangle someone. And if I had a knife I would stab someone. But if I had a gun I would shoot myself. So don't come around here with your cocky attitude When I'm cocked back Because all that's going to happen Is this is going to end bad.