Tremble, tremble, tremble. Tremble, tremble, tremble. . My lips they tremble from this silence. But I'd rather chew on razor blades. Then speak the words I want to say.
Tear me open at the seams. Take everything you need. Take my heart if you like the beat. Take my lungs if it's hard to breathe, to breathe. . "I'm not cold", she said.
Your paper wings got ruined in the rain. Coat hanger halo got rusted. The lace fell off of the dress you made. You're the saddest little angel. Mascara left a sour taste.
Wake me when it's over. I don't feel much like crying tonight. Please tell me that you're leaving. I don't feel much like holding you tight. . I love you even though I hate this thing that we've become.