Maybe she'll snap her wrists doing cartwheels or her ankle dancing drunken at some rave. Maybe she'll go through a windshield and have twinkling bits of glass stuck in her face. She's so pretty in her casts, damaged so perfectly. She's so pretty in her casts, the prettiest thing I've ever seen. I only get to hold her when she's injured. I only get to kiss her where she's sore.
2. Boy Constrictor
Dope sick for your sympathy I'm a cold slithering monster haunting your holy footsteps forever, sweetheart. Blacken my eyes, they'll still shimmer like assassin knives. Cut my lips off, see the lacerations grin. I'm a student of obsession. You taught me everything I know.
3. Scarlet Hourglass
She rolls out of bed with the blankets wrapped around her, dragging like the virgin's wedding gown. There's a scarlet hourglass at the base of her spine. Four arms offer caresses. Four arms brandish knives. Her tongue twirls in her mouth, spinning webs of lies
4. Thumbsucker
My eyes have changed color, some sick yellow that I've never seen. My stomach is knotted with hunger for the taste of sex obscene. She whispers such sweet death threats in my daydreams. So punish me for weakness, blame me for everything. I don't like the suffering, I like the sympathy it brings.
5. Gravedancer
In this two bedroom tomb I'm sitting all alone with the television static and refrigerator drone. I'm waiting for those blessed arms that seem to wrap around me six or seven times praying for me to come home. I could cut myself to pass the time. Haven't felt anything in days. A six year old girl dances on my ceiling. She might as well be dancing on my grave.
6. Lost Cause
Someday I'll find a way to win her over. She knows it's me calling again. I can feel her rolling her eyes. These words I used to scream from the rooftops, they just fall like ash from my tongue.
7. Sourheart
With trembling fingers I trace her jawline, such a geometric mystery of celestial design. Her fragile lips for delicate grins to spite the sour heart within. I count the freckles on her shoulders. I taste confection between her thighs.
8. Towering Flesh
she frolics through the rain whispering love insane. her kisses exit through heart-shaped exit wounds.
Her skin like flesh of angels. Her blood my catholic wine. It moves slowly through me, disintegrates my spine.
she's got heroin embraces that I still need to be in. I force myself to loathe her so I can fall for her again. So I can fall for her again.
[2x] Her lips are wet with venom. Her posture's serpentine. she'll touch my arm and flowers grow there poisonous and obscene
all her shrugged little movements and their despotic majesty. in the midst of such perfection I can't help but feel diseased.
9. Song Of Filth
Like SS regalia on your skeletal frame, a forked tongue French kiss. From three feet away we hold each other like hostages one last time, as the vipers spiral down your leg then spiral up mine.
10. Verminess
When she touches me it's like a rodent sifting through garbage, but it's better than just rotting away. When she kisses me her lips are like chalk. Beneath empty socket eyes compassion takes too much effort. I suppose the dead honeybees suckle withered flowers because they don't know what else to do.
11. Torture Ballad
The tape across your mouth says more than your words ever could. You're squirming and screaming as I tease your eyes with glowing needles. Crawl slug, drag your shattered legs behind. I know no matter how much I hurt you she'll always love you more than me, but all of this isn't for the sake of her love. It's for the sake of my jealousy.
12. Restraining Order Blues
The bullet hole looks so right in your head, like it'd been missing all along. The blood streaked across your face like some twisted lover's deformed lipstick trace. Staring at your reflection wondering how you're still alive. Wondering if she's somewhere laughing, deciding whether to let you die.
13. Carrion Fairy
Yesterday she showed me her bruises, pulled her sweater up underneath her breasts. They were scattered 'cross her rib cage, like a little patch of violet Rorschach tests. She said, “Just 'cause I can't crawl inside you that doesn't mean I'm not your parasite.” She used to be so radiant, so sexy when she laughed. Now her eyes look like gravesites as she speaks in epitaphs.
14. Downpour Girl
Half asleep in an open grave I'm gazing into the sky, carving her shape in the dark clouds. I want her to drown me in her poison. I thought she was sewing up my wounds but she was really planting tumors inside.
15. Soft Assassin
Your heart looks delicious she says licking her lips as her kamikaze fists crash into floating ribs. I stare at you the way you stare at your mirror. So please show me no mercy, don't be a soft assassin. I scream though I'm laughing inside. I know you can't destroy me but you're adorable when you try.
16. Dead Carnations
Buildings collapse in the distance behind you but I'm hypnotized by your quivering voice, your fluttering eyes, that I don't see them fall. They could crack open all the cages, set every demon free, send a bullet screaming to the president's head, crack it open for everyone to see. I'm dead to this world, so bury me deep in your arms tonight.
17. Crippled Horses
Push my fingers past her ear, watch them disappear into her brown hair. I wish the rest of me could go with them. Her bedroom is quiet but my heart screams a horrifying sound, like a hundred crippled horses lying crumpled on the ground, begging for a rifle to come and put them down.
18. The Gentleman
I can swallow secrets and spit up blackmail. Saccharine words and plastic charm can dazzle for a short time. I just want to help you in my own selfish way. I will bow my head and kiss your hand, wishing I could snap every finger.
19. Crawl Of Time
I can feel the glacial crawl of time like a dull razor carving up my face. I can feel the last drops of youth lingering inside I write another love letter to another heartless girl.
20. Terrifyer
These strange thorned vines spring from the ground, they wind around me as they bind me down. She moves across the rose garden suspended in a dark cloud of flies. Her toes drag the tops of the flowers and leave them blackened and shriveled in her wake. Her hands dangle from thin strings of skin. Her forearms they're like gun barrels smoking crimson.
22. Dress In Gasoline
[Japanese Edition Bonus Track]
You listen closely to my words When you should be watching my hands She likes to soak Her best dress in gasoline And dance too close to the fire We can't walk Hand in hand If we're always making fists Sometimes I think I'd rather starve Than keep gorging myself with nothing
23. The Cutting Room
[Japanese Edition Bonus Track]
It's not that I've disappeared As much as faded into the background Abandoned car on a desert highway A dead hitchhiker buried shallow If I drowned myself Sunk to the bottom of the sea She might notice that I'm missing But she wouldn't care enough to find me
24. Blurface
[Japanese Edition Bonus Track]
She's not close enough to kiss My lips don't know what to do My hands have no hair to play with My eyes no eyes to gaze into I didn't know I still had a heart Until I felt it getting smaller
25. Doomspell
[Japanese Edition Bonus Track]
She cried instead of speaking Her silence spelling doom I knew all along All flowers die I just wish this one had lived Long enough to bloom I know decay I know it turns you on