Crank

Your idea of love is so fucked up.
I cant let it go.
White powder lines form my outlines.
In the murder scene.
You're just like my dad.
Leave me when i was ready to give.
Everything.
What happened?
Where did you go?
Fix me another line.

My monster's digging in.
I hate everything.
I've gotten used to dying this way.
That's not my name.
You must be mistaken.
We look so much alike.
But, she's too good to be me.

Damn you.
And your heart breaking house calls.
You've made me sick.
Call the doctor.
Watch him pump the venom out.
Better yet.
Call the morgue.
Tell them to save the nicest silver tomb for me.
Bury me with my snow white sins.
Keeping the monster tamed.

My monster's digging in.
I hate everything.
I've gotten used to dying this way.
That's not my name.
You must be mistaken.
We look so much alike.
But, she's too good to be me

That girl's not me.
Stop touching me.
Will you lay me down?
Draw out my fading outline.
With my bittersweet sympathy.
Paint my lips red and shut my eyes.