Your hands don't move nearly as fast as your lips do   Promises like empty needles   Set to draw more blood from my heart   Cut off at the wrists   You are not feeling anymore    My closing arguments, my last words   This is not the end   Knife in hand, this could solve everything   Cold steel reflecting your pretty face   Prettier as a stab wound   This is almost better than kissing you   Kill all ambition   Sprawled across the floor   Soaked   Soaked in this stolen beauty   It's nice to see you bleeding   It's just not enough to cut you in my dreams   But who's to say I won't think twice before carving out your heart   I can still see your eyes   How beautiful they are   Severed from your skull   Start the fire and burn like a pig   Score one more for team "you're fucked"   When the flames subside I will piss on the ashes   You will see   Underneath these blankets murderous intentions are weak hands   That only wish to feel again   As the screams go unheard   Throw it all away   Your time has come   In the blink of an eye I saw it unfold   In the blink of an eye we all grow old