My love letter's a death-note

Circling though this room
catacomb's of past still loom
maybe its in your eye
maybe its no surprise
baby, this is goodbye


My love letter's a death-note
my goodbye's a foreign quote
maybe its all the same
maybe its all this game
baby, its not okay


I hate you with my mind because
that's what my hero does
maybe its in my space
maybe its amazing grace
baby, you're in my face


Go so far away
end up in bleach instead
crawling out of a chemical bed
made up this mind
maybe its all my fault
I should change my wealth
then I should kill myself
guilt has its torture
in a white-plain culture
but what could have you done wrong....



Its on my mind always
no more enjoying the days
maybe its a pleasured pain
maybe i'm insane
maybe its all a dream
maybe its a kite flight
maybe its just tonight
baby, you were right
maybe its all I had
maybe its all that bad
maybe its aneurysm-laden
maybe its chemical paved in
swept beneath rugs
embedded in my thought
baby, its the hate you brought.