Dig a dark whole in your life,
big enough to let mistakes flow in,
wrong decisions keep you up,
fear of consequences keeps you out.
So you lay awake,
pretending to be something you're not,
something you're becoming,
a delicate cliche.
The truth and lies of it,
swirling side by side,
bleeding into each other.
Until the fine line disintegrates.
The tender rules of honesty bent,
until they're broken, cracked and bled.
The way out disapproved.
So you plunge a dagger through my heart,
To prove I don't love.
Please, do it now in your anger and your spite.
And I'll bleed into hell,
see heaven glistening above
Every cloud has a silver lining,
but every light has a black outline,
And every daggers soft,
Sometime in the stabbing.
My innocent heart doesnt beat the same,
as those who who try to slay the pure.
Compare me to humanity,
Compare me to my soul,
Differently alike.
