how does one deal
with being the biggest
disappointment
since 2003
if i could go back in time
i'd kill the baby named after
me
spill her guts on the hospital bed
paint the white sheets red
like those roses down the
rabbit hole
haven't been whole
since i was just a day older than an
embryo, i'm empty though
and it's super duper
foul
so, i'm covered in sick
chest covered in milky white
and it's slick
now it's 2009 and you
really
couldn't
save me
but maybe
if you wanted
to catch
a flick
or something, i don't know
i've never really been good
at this
i'm sad and i'm open
and closed like a revolving door
no, i don't wanna need you
i don't need to see
my wraith
anymore
don't cry often
when i soften
i'll be safe and sound and
sober
don't wanna swallow
still i follow
until the last tomorrow
or the end of
october
