this happens all the time   fuck forgiveness   it's a broken word that burns   and breaks my heart over and over again   if words could grace my veins with razor blades   i know what you do   i don't blame you   i died that night   with the things you only typed it's just as well   you slit my throat with the fucking things you wrote   and carved and cut in me   so sweetly   cut and kill   my scars are healing up as my heart is standing still   and this sound my wrists all open up   as my body's breaking down   and i hope you smell as my body burns in hell   i'll trace your waist with razor blades   far away hidden by these trees   here in this hell   all the trees are burned   you taught me how to fall apart      the bright white curtains exhale dark black breath   and bright red tears   i catch the ash from the falling walls   and bless them on the palms of my hands   and as the smoke hits your lungs   the seven angels from the pages i've burned becomes eight   as you're cast away   to everything turn   and though we are in the bowels of Hell   we shall have the eyes of angels   a time to cast away souls   the open skeleton of a roof we once called a house   supports the beams of fire   that hang like halos over our heads   like a halo or like a judge   to stay or break and fall   the story of my life   this story full of state lines and straight lines   from a steady hand that cuts and bleeds   follow the knife to a trail of weeds   and pieces of dirt i'd rather be beneath   my death is the door locked   my death is you leaving   like the waves of a gentle rain   that swallows the fire   light the match and lock the door   flames dance on our backs   but broken hands can't put out fire   or un-latch locks   here in this hell all the trees are willows   and the leaves are melting carpet fibers   the clouds are smoke stained sheets   and our god is this fire      all the rooms are burning down   let her burn   set the fire   light the match   let her burn   and like before i won't break or let you burn