Mascara bleeds into my eyes

Play the cards

You showed me my tomorrow
Beside a box of matches
A welcome threatening stir

My hopes of being stolen
Might just ring true,depends who you prefer

But if it’s true you’re gonna run away, tell me where,
I’ll meet you there

Am I snapping the excitement
If I pack away the laguther and tell you how it feels

And does burden come to meet ya
If I’ve questions of the feature that runs on your dream wheel

The day after you stole my heart,everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you

And you're hiding in my soup
And the book reveals your face
And as your splashing in in the my eyelids the concentration continually breaks

I did request the mark you cast,didn’t heal as fast
I hear your vioce in silences
Will the teasing of the fire be followed by the thud?

One month♥

And much more to go!

Oh you were reading a book about some idiot 

and telling me about another I was so severely underwhelmed,

I thought I might never recover Straighten the rudder girl and sail me up stairs,

and go and find somebody who cares Well we might not be the perfect partners 

but tonight we make a pair  

Room full trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out are such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways
And we're forever unfulfilled,can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes forever unfulfilled
And can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes
The more you open your mouth,the more you're forcing performance
All the attention is leading me to feel important
(maybe I'm not completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

Dance little liar

Now you don't know what she's up to you can only assume
If she's not in the front of the shops then they've gone to his room
Bet she's gone 'round in her school stuff, bet that’s what he likes
I know you thought she were different and you thought she were nice

But she's not nice, she's pretty fucking far from nice
She’s looking at you funny rarely looking at you twice

Fools on parade cavort and carry on
For waiting eyes
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she’s never been the kind to be hollowed by the stares

She swam out of tonight’s phantasm
Grabbed my hand and made it very clear
There’s absolutely nothing for us here
It’s a magnolia celebration
To be attempted on a Wednesday night
It’s better than to get a reputation
As a miserable little tyke
At least that’s the conclusion
She came to in this overture

The secret door swings behind us
She’s saying nothing
She’s just giggling along

Her arms were folded most indignant
Not looking like she was soon to leave
I had to squint in order to believe
And then like a butler pushing on a bookshelf

I’m unveiling the unexpected
How she was never gonna look to?
Suddenly embarrassed and corrected
How could such a creature
Survive in such a habitat

The secret door swings behind us
She’s saying nothing
She’s just giggling along
And even if they were to find us
I wouldn’t notice, I’m completely occupied

At all the fools on parade
Cavort and carry on for waiting eyes
That you would rather be beside than in front of
But she’s never been the kind
To be hollowed by the stares
Fools on parade
Frolic and fuck about to make her gaze
Turn to a scribble on a page by a picture
That holds her options
But you’re daft to think she’d care

I want an effing Death Note ¬¬

Love you a lot♥