Bleeding In a Cup

So there I was Walking downtown by myself While he was swimming in the bottle Relishing the waves of discontent Failure Loss Disappointing[me] Pray Pray Pray Let these sins, wash away With just one more Swallow The blood of his Almighty Who will fix everything In a while Spilling over his mouth Washing over his senses and sinking All the way down at the bottom Trying to find a message in that special hue Of crimson Making sure the last hint of bitterness Stays on the tip of his tongue the next day Watching the gold on my wrists wash away Fading to discolor Fading to gray Bangles that cease to jingle With the closing of his eyes Looking for love hidden in the shot glass Somewhere Listening to the clicking of my Nine West heels on the pavement Outside, the lock turning Backwards against the forbidden The switch of the silk of my skirt Clinging to my thigh, clinging to something Timed to the rhythm of the pounding of the clock Inside our hearts Baby, what are you doing to yourself? Even though what we do is wrong We hustle until the sun comes up and the devil comes down So turn off the lights And listen to the allure, Of losing our senses In the jaded game of life Inside a million parallel reflections Bouncing off the little bubbles he Loves to drink Clarified with the truth Within our espresso eyes Just One More Swallow Choking On the words That being real is being smart And being smart is being willing To do what you got to do Forgetting all tabernacle promises To yourself and leaving your pride intact At the altar, leaving your savior to bleed in a cup To drown yourself away in