Fucker

12:45 and I'm awake. Though I was happier when asleep. It's seems your method of love is not quite working out for me.
I can force myself concious but I can't force the way you'll react. And I'm left wanting to cry, why would you want that?
Who gives a fuck. I've ruined this damn verse. I'm going to give in. No matter how much it hurts.
Because I'm a short term thinker. And for once I'll be something I'm not. So I'll stay in bed with my pride. And pray I don't get caught.

Dirty

There's a mark you left on me, you see, in the form of 2 venomous bites.
I wish I could say I've affected you the same, but if I did, my words would be lies.
So I lay in bed and think of myself, when I'd rather be on the wall.
Or something close or something near, or maybe not here at all.