When all I do is cry.
I'm mountains and deep deep valleys
And not scared to die.
Physique and convenience
And no more bathroom floor.
You're skin and bones and organs
But oh, I ask for more.
Marrow and capillary veins
And neurons and atoms to whore
I remember when you begged for my body
Now my skin is just a bore.
And I'm grasping with nothing to hold
No heart or hair in hand
Just an hourglass and a ticking clock
While we roll in love in sand
I'm head over heels over head in lust
And you're sitting and dying and smoking; you're dust.
You're lacking a voice
I'd give you mine
Where I slip off the edge of the world
To a place where the sun is shining
And I'm not some sobbing girl
Takes my hand to lead me through people i'll never see
I'm on display with this man
And you were never proud of me
So my foot slips off a cliff
With a quiet girl
And a boy
And a fifth
I land back to when I was in your arms
And on your bed
And I kissed your cheek
And every part
Of your head
Where my fingers touched
From your lips to your thigh
When I wait for your wake
When all I do is cry.
