Stand alone
in my black dress,
Leave my hands at the door,
Pink and lost and found again
The black dress is falling off.
I caress the death of my lovely
suicide
that no one cared to see,
I rub your fingers in my
mind
Before I washed it off to sea.
Talk to me and watch me live,
Wouldn't that be such a bitch?
Well you are what you fuck
and you can't resist
all that's not left behind.
You fat filthy whore
Don't you ever covet what's mine
as I fall to the floor
from the acidic shit you dispense
from your mouth.
Go away
and die ever so slowly
As you realize
you've lost all that
you would have killed
for