Well it`s way too late, baby
the talons of cynicism are already buried in my brain
when "do as I say, not as I do" is the broken glass that I drag my naked body across
I`m thinking of you,
and I don`t want to give up but I`m a quitter thanks to you,
do you think it`s fair?
Love is so alive, so I`ve got to find a way to make it die
picturing your face being cut inside my head
I`ve got to find a way to keep you from being beautiful
You and me are the touch of two lips;
we`re the center of a kiss
but you won`t stay long enough to believe this
you and me are the sky in love with the sea
But you`re not so pretty when you`re dead
When I rot I want you to be there when I become the dust again
I want to know that you forgot, everything that I was, and was not
When I kissed you good night tonight, you weren`t there
your lips lied like the tongue inside your beautiful mouth
but if I cut it out you`d never lie to me again
`Cause you don`t love me, you`re just in love with everyone
and if you were like me, and you were dead within
you`d understand that I don`t know how to be your friend
You`ve burned blue eyes and soft lips in my soul
but I`d cut that out and wrap it in a ribbon for you