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Morbid.
She’s finally thinks she’s gotten your hint
I’m kicking my own ass for not reading the fine print
I dropped my last ciggarette in the only puddle left from the rain.
There’s a bookmark in my mind on how to stick a needle in my vein.
I’ll pick you up off the floor but I won’t carry you to bed
When did this become princess saves prince instead?
Soft pink cheek against broad cold shoulder.
And it’s only getting colder and colder.
I dropped my last ciggarette in the only puddle left from the rain.
There’s a bookmark in my mind on how to stick a needle in my vein.
I’ve got two free passes to believing in life.
The only thing I could find to cut them up with was a knife.
