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Yeah you’d be stuck

You would rot

You would work till your bones were dust

Cause I turn around at every bend

For every vague stranger and sorta friend

I check with care for those who don’t

So for you my love

You’re totally damned

Cause what is love without demand

Without the urge to turn and see

That you are right there

next to me

My name on your tongue is like gospel - like prayer

Your name on my tongue is like a curse - like despair

Treat me like holy fire and I’ll burn like hell

Treat you like a burden, heavy with care

Such sacred devotion, divinely aware

Yet I’ll spend my life hoping for simple atonement

Anointed in love I can’t accept in good conscience

Will I always be the winter lamb

Kicked so swiftly from the flock

Must I be begging and pleading to be loved

Must I change the unchangeable to be considered blood

Will I succumb to the wound that is being born cold

Will I die never knowing what it is to be known

Is it fate for little December to always be alone

Pull the wool from my skin just over my eyes

take my little hoofed feet and sad dark sight

Leave me solo in the pasture

So at least when I grow still, it’s under a starry night sky

We’re the last to see the fireflies and the first to kill the mood

The last to call the doctor and the first for evil to beshrew

The last to have clear night stars and the first to no longer have the ocean be blue

The last to kiss our secret loves in shameful hidden moments and the first to embrace what should never be taboo

The last to have a skewed idea of the world and the first to give up the endless beers and liquors to save the children’s view

Your name is still warm when it slips out my lips. Spoken fondly, like the memory of sunlight on soon to be scorched summer skin

Every loose dark thought is like a gray hair. You see one, you pluck it. You see one, you pluck it. You see one, you pluck it. And you’re fixed…for awhile. But time is funny and soon you’ve got two options. Let them grow - or shave your head

People are so quick to over indulge themselves and assume they’re more important than they are to my life

My hair never looks as good as it does in California

And I’ll never be as happy as I was before I knew ya

You’re angry at the deception but I’ve always been a performer

A purebred liar specialized in crafting delusion

——

Option 1:

Oh I’m on a cocktail of drugs to keep me in line

My body’s giving out - only a matter of time

Jesus was a builder but he fucked up with me

Cause every single part is breaking

——

Never was good and staying quiet in the corner

But I’m so good at suffering I’ll be silent for ya

Or we can argue in the restaurant over cold tempura

But my bitter end is a forgone conclusion

——

Option 2:

Now I’m on a cocktail of drugs but it don’t keep me in line

My body’s giving out - I’m running out of time

Jesus was a carpenter and oh was that a threat

Cause every single night feels like the breaking of bread

YOU WANTED TRAGIC LOVE?

WELL I’M THE GREAT TRAGEDY NOW BABY

I’VE WINE COLORED WRATH AND AS I LAY DYING

MY HAND WILL HOLD THE SKULL LIKE THE GOOD SOLDIER I’M TRYING TO

BE A BETTER MAN

BUT ITS AN AMERICAN TRAGEDY

TO BE BUILT THIS WAY

A DANGEROUS LIASON, A CUT KEPT UNCLEAN

We meet up in the back of a club

Then end up in the back of your car

Soon I’m on my back in your bed

But then you place your hand on my stomach

Talk about the babies you’re gonna see grow there

But pregnancy is body horror

And I’m just here get off

You try and back track

Say you thought it was supposed to be hot

And why wouldn’t you think that?

A women’s worst nightmare has always been a man’s dirty wet dream

The bugs are dying

The planets on fire

The water is drying

And the kids all have guns

I tried to give reasons

To all of your fault

Turns out you’re just asshole

not a guy with a hidden heart

Drink it all down, let’s keep the liqueur flowing

Taking all these shots, let’s keep the party going

I’m slurring all my words, got poor coordination

Just gotta love alcoholic libations

Now these two shots turned into two bottles

Now we’re going crazy wearing drunk goggles

I’ll always embarrass myself in pursuit of human connection

I just wanna be friends with every person I’ve met

Got tired of being afraid of my own perception

Want the world to know every secret I’ve ever kept

Innocuous little moments

You wouldn’t even notice

I would just sit back and observe

Just take you in as a person

admire so much it hurts

Oh Black Dahlia

A face forever encapsulated in time

All because you were too much of a coward

To admit to the crime

They call me Black Dahlia

but I think my name would suit just fine

If it’s good enough for royalty

It should stay mine

I hate every version of me that I left you with

She’s the worst of all my best habits

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