Feel like me. Cut away my skin. The blood on the tap washes clean. The mirror I cracked curses me. . If you're a little late. It's time to leave. Live another day now.
We can't keep pissing in the wind. Bleaching holes in perfect skin to make us new. Hold a match until it burns. Got ourselves against the wall, nowhere to go.
A long time ago we used to be friends. But I haven't thought of you lately at all. If ever again a greeting I send to you. Short and sweet to the soul I intend.