A sideshow act at center stage.
Fermented breath she’d hate to taste.
A zipper slips, she slaps my face.
She burns and blisters on my mind.
Blurs and turns out from my sight
And self control’s so unrefined.
And it’s over…
Again.
And I’m over, I’m over, I’m over it.
Forget me
Miss Rolling Eyes.
You’re colder than the air outside.
Replace me
With stab wound sighs.
The wounds I failed to cauterize.
With subtle hints we fled at five
And chased the sunrise through the vine.
Left the septic stench of her city behind.
And I’ve drawn dashed lines down my wrist.
I swell from hope but I’m still convinced
A girl that knows her own power can’t be tricked.
And it’s over…
Again.
And I’m over, I’m over, I’m over it.
Forget me
Miss Rolling Eyes.
You’re colder than the air outside.
Replace me
With stab wound sighs.
The wounds I failed to cauterize.
Well I caut- I caut- I cauterize.
Well I caught, I caught, I caught her eyes.
And it’s over, I’m over, I’m over it.
Forget me
Miss Rolling Eyes.
You’re colder than the air outside.
Replace me
With stab wound sighs.
The wounds I failed to cauterize.
Forget me
Miss Rolling Eyes.
The wounds I failed to cauterize.