I told him I couldn't come on account
of the snow
the snow covered my car
but it was my heart
hovered by
another
I held the other mans face and looked
at him like an object
I found a new craving for ruining
I ruined them both to satisfy myself
though, I love my love
I'm not sorry for being selfish
I don't
I won't
feel him hurting
when he finds that I'm
not what he thought I was?
he wont
know
that he made me this way
his salty lips that night made me crave
pain
I had cuts in my mouth and the acidity
of the whiskey
makes it
hurt so good
