Twisted Love Notes
This is for you, Trevor.
I'm having a mental breakdown just thinking about you. How long can I keep this a secret?
Love notes, and accusations. Can't hardly breathe. Adrenaline courses through my veins, from the sight of you.
I'm hoping the storm will swallow me whole.
How long can I keep this a secret?
I'm best with ignorance, choose my words carefully.
A need I cannot express.
My love for you, don't you see?
I'm on the back of your mind.
Don't you see?
Confrontations have failed.
"You wanted to talk to me, so talk."
A love that's crimson red, splashes from my wrists onto the floor.
I've got a sunset in my veins, and I'm hoping you'll come to see the view.
I guess it comes down to how curious you can be.
I admire you from afar.
J'adore tu.
Et toi?
Est-ce que tu adores moi?
And I need to keep this a secret.
Horrified faces, one of them being yours.
Confusion displayed itself on your delicate face, run as far as you can.
They say opposites attract, well, whoever said that was horribly wrong.
Or was I wrong for saying that?
Why are you scared?
Why do you run so quickly?
Do you feel like standing in the shadows?
The center of attention, you want to run.
I know you had no control.
You're peers were curious too.
But why?
Why did you exploit everything I wrote to you?
Have you no shame?
The light can't save you now.
You can't save yourself either.
I'm thinking this was all a beautiful mistake.
But now you know, you know how I feel.
The love I posses for you.
And my soul is still longing, but I don't care anymore, at least you know now.
How shallow are you?
And how deep am I?
Well, deep enough to know that I'm in way over my head here.
Im dead, I'm dead to you aren't I?
You would just love to see me lying face down on the ground.
Well, come take the blade and slit my wrists for me.
"The truth hurts worse, than anything I can bring my self to do to you."
I've been sitting here, trying to get these thoughts out of my mind.
I want the words to come out, to fly freely out of my mouth.
Like a dove.
But I run, and I'm scared.
And I can't help but to wonder, were you always there?
Don't leave me alone in this room, don't leave me alone with my thoughts.
They haunt me, like a person would feel numinous at a wake.
And this feeling, this feeling that arises from the pit of my stomach.
My heart caught in my throat, you make me suffer, but I love it.
Every moment, evey waking hour.
I look forward to the days.
The days that I would see you're face again.
I'm having a mental breakdown just thinking about you. How long can I keep this a secret?
Love notes, and accusations. Can't hardly breathe. Adrenaline courses through my veins, from the sight of you.
I'm hoping the storm will swallow me whole.
How long can I keep this a secret?
I'm best with ignorance, choose my words carefully.
A need I cannot express.
My love for you, don't you see?
I'm on the back of your mind.
Don't you see?
Confrontations have failed.
"You wanted to talk to me, so talk."
A love that's crimson red, splashes from my wrists onto the floor.
I've got a sunset in my veins, and I'm hoping you'll come to see the view.
I guess it comes down to how curious you can be.
I admire you from afar.
J'adore tu.
Et toi?
Est-ce que tu adores moi?
And I need to keep this a secret.
Horrified faces, one of them being yours.
Confusion displayed itself on your delicate face, run as far as you can.
They say opposites attract, well, whoever said that was horribly wrong.
Or was I wrong for saying that?
Why are you scared?
Why do you run so quickly?
Do you feel like standing in the shadows?
The center of attention, you want to run.
I know you had no control.
You're peers were curious too.
But why?
Why did you exploit everything I wrote to you?
Have you no shame?
The light can't save you now.
You can't save yourself either.
I'm thinking this was all a beautiful mistake.
But now you know, you know how I feel.
The love I posses for you.
And my soul is still longing, but I don't care anymore, at least you know now.
How shallow are you?
And how deep am I?
Well, deep enough to know that I'm in way over my head here.
Im dead, I'm dead to you aren't I?
You would just love to see me lying face down on the ground.
Well, come take the blade and slit my wrists for me.
"The truth hurts worse, than anything I can bring my self to do to you."
I've been sitting here, trying to get these thoughts out of my mind.
I want the words to come out, to fly freely out of my mouth.
Like a dove.
But I run, and I'm scared.
And I can't help but to wonder, were you always there?
Don't leave me alone in this room, don't leave me alone with my thoughts.
They haunt me, like a person would feel numinous at a wake.
And this feeling, this feeling that arises from the pit of my stomach.
My heart caught in my throat, you make me suffer, but I love it.
Every moment, evey waking hour.
I look forward to the days.
The days that I would see you're face again.