A beautiful tragedy they call me,
And I accept it with all my modesty,
Thinking t's just another day, another knock at the door,
And now I doubt if my nerves can take it any more.
You cry my pain a thousand rivers,
Write me a million words
Take away all my tears
Only for me to remember you from broken frames and in those midnight blurs.
You play with my mind, thinking it's my heart
It stopped working long ago, sweetheart.
Feed my brain all those stupid lies,
And then announce on the streets,
"Look at that fucker, she cries."
Oh, how you've healed me,
My tears have stopped, yes
But I stand here in the pool of blood, being your "prettiest mess",
Oh, how well you've helped me.
This morning air so calm and fresh,
And I'm losing myself into it,
I'm your "asshole under this flesh"
You could have better stabbed me bit by bit.
I never knew Devil has green eyes,
And that he too, lies.
You then, shout and scream and shout and run,
Trust me, all I hear is "I don't care. You don't matter to me, run run run".
So many laughs and kisses stuck in my head
So I hit it hard, smack it hard,
To realise it's made of lead.
Love is dimensionless they say,
Why didn't they tell me that about hate?
Laughing with blood shot eyes as I lay
I often think, did I tell you about myself too late?