i can change. i can cut it open. i wont stay forever beautiful if your eyes are swollen now. and i am here, i am bruising, on this surgical steel trap beneath fluorescent lights. you are the one thats bleeding me. you are the cancer that i starve for, you are the one thats never there. you are the one with metal teeth and a dialysis around your heart. and i am here, i am hurting, upon this sterile fucking cross burning away tonight. but i can change. i can cut it open. i wont polish these nails shoved in my hands if your time is precious now. you are the savior abandoning me. so are you the fucking sheep? you are the one with fabricated eyes and a fairy tale on your tongue. i am the one who cant sleep at night but will bring a revolution to your doorstep. and i am here, i am knocking, on this empty shell and facetious truth you pretend not to have. you are the one thats never home, you are the one without a key. you are the one with a lifeless bedroom and broken hearts inside your closet. but i can change. i can cut it open. my wounds are fresh but the anesthesia is strong so i will bleed all over your immaculate walls. smearing your painting of a bowl of oranges, shattering all those fucking vases. because i am here, and i can change, so i will cut you open.
-mimi- |
