Adjectives

Untitled (You Won't Know)

I'm tired and this drama is making me sick.

I won't even try- Just throw your bricks.

Everything you said was right about me.

I need sleep but I'd rather drown in the sea.

I'd swallow another bottle and go back to bed,

But I can't fall asleep when the light hurts my head.

If only I had something to believe in,

Then maybe I wouldn't let this poison under my skin.

You're no more than us, but I'm only less,

I'm the lies under your dress.

They asked my why I threw it all away,

I told them I was bound to sometime anyways.

Won't someone save me?

(No, I'm vile.)

Is this the only way to set myself free?

(I'm not worth your while.)

I just ask that you bite my tongue out of my mouth so I know,

When you're through with me so I can let myself go.

"I need another savior on my cross again."

I am not the angel your faith meant to send.

I'm secondhand smoke,

Filling your lungs and overwhelming until you choke.

I guess my hurt has no healing.

I'll do my best to drown out the feeling.

You've got all your poisons in a row,

So when I don't wake up...

You won't know.