Belligerents of beauty hits me with my back against the wall
How could you look this good naked and understand the pain at all
Panic-stricken, wild-eyed, looking for a better place to hide how
Have I still not commandeered the balls

To lay waste to second best in this
Exhibit of our excess and I can see the past success Judging open unimpressed and I
Can feel my heavy footstep in your chest, feel my own weak heartbeat as you slept

And a little bit of poison it always does the trick
As an antidote to the edge and living life like this

And is this passion
Something I look back on and regret
Well you tell me I'm better off dead
I'll take being all heart and no head

And is this passion
Something I look back on and regret
Well you tell me I'm better off dead
I'll take being all heart and no head

With a hurt so physical it was beautiful through trembling lips I spoke of how I
Wasn't happy either with a
Life of hope and smoke and I
Turn to you and half whispered half croaked a shity little joke
Watched as the frown fault lines on your pretty face broke in in our