Stab Stab Stab

If i can then i will twist this knife until
It snaps at the hilt to make you feel this damage done is real
When will i recover from a wound that never heals?
The answer’s always never. forget november and suffer with a smile
Blood soaked tee shirt worn only once and left wet to remind me never to turn
my back on you again
Counting all the days and nights since i’ve slept and you’re not alone?
How could anything this tragic turn into a laughing matter. am i not alone?
Just because you’re rotting doesn’t mean you’re dead
It doesn’t make you loved. you just got lost in it
We both love the money, we all love our friends
It doesn’t make us pricks. we just keep falling in
I can’t rest, my neck’s too stiff. is this remorse or hindsight making me
delirious?
With a goodnight kiss, these bloody lips whisper something about rats and
sinking ships
Leave me lifeless. a bloody whisper from your lips
Forget november, suffer this
A lie, if you donit believe. a lie. thatis how we live our lives