And so the lemon rotted
into juice,
while pretending to be wine.

You stared out that basement window,
while I kept looking at your throat.

..that night God watched us smoke clams in an abandoned shack. You and your girl dressed me up like a Women and paraded me around the block, and I panicked when you left. Went back to the shack, grabbed the bag (what was left),threw it through the hole in my wall, and buried your Victoria's Secret bra in the woods by my house...

The lines are drawn darker than our guns now
and I can't find the side affects
that I'm supposed to pain relieve.
I'll pop six like it's candy, and 2 like it told me.
Just give me something sweet.

I watched her count backwards from 10 as I took my place
behind the closet door. No one ever found me.
No one ever looked.

Those times were meant for smiling,
favorite shows on the T.V.
When a lie helps someone out it must be
better than the truth.
Cause this room is fucking colder,
and I don't know where you went.
She said,"Out for some groceries hun." that
was sometime last July.

We chat just like old lovers,
hearts are racing through the keys.
She's too quick on the <-Backspace,
and I can't seem to hit Enter when it counts.

11/24/2008