The Break Up
I kissed the lips that you can't lie through ,
when you lied you called me friend .
you let me go and there I was.
girl you lied to me again.
A twisted heart a broken mind
you'r blood it's what I crave,
In you'r head oh I'm the sickness
but to you'r body I'll be it's grave.
Cocain history blood shot eyes ,
memories of our past ,
before I'd ever go ,
to hell to save your soul .
I'd have to go slam me a blast .
I can smell those lies you tell
before they ever leave you'r lips ,
but I'll be there doin love to you'r body
before you'r honey drips .
sick desires, twisted thoughts ,
keep melting down on my brain .
as life goes on without you .
I feel a little less insane .
James......................................
Copyright © James Stevenson | Year Posted 2011
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