So bend your lips to the curves of that fake smile you used so many times   I fall over and over again   My face at your feet   Dying there my lips will be pressed against them   I always bent my back from this burden of you   I’ve shaped these problems into the sharpest blade   And ill shove this knife straight through your teeth   Knock them away   See the hollowness between your lips   That have so much in common with the words you spoke   You always packaged your love letters in bullet shells   And now I’m in this too deep   You coffin matches your look   And I can see that you took all this time to do what you wanted   Whatever you wanted   You are going to die    Without a smile on your face   And ill know why   The last smirk will be peeled from your lips and mixed with your blood   To form the poison of my hearts biggest mistake   Drink every sip   I drank every last drop   Man vs. Bullet   They are too much for me to take   Too much   For me to take