Beloved Murderer

Your face is a masterpiece
one i want to wreck
and your words make a sword;
one i'll stab you with
i can't help myself
you're just so beautiful
so perfect
i want to break you
destroy your perfectness

I want to hurt you
take away your joy
but don't worry;
i'll make your death something you'll enjoy

If you were a bird,
i'd break your wings
and if you were a teen,
i'd get rid of your things
yeah
that'd make you cry
you'd come crying to me, saying:
"Darling, let me die."

Don't kiss my neck,
'cause i'll break yours
and don't grab my hand,
'cause i'll break yours
I know you won't scream
I'm your beloved murderer,
for me, you won't shout