Sleep
With all things said and done
I have come to realize
If this was just a dream
Then I wouldn't be bleeding
Bleeding from the wound you make fresh
Made new again by those words you say
I love you... What a joke
Sex, angst, lust... it's all the same thing
I like the way your makeup tastes
Hold on for a little longer
I want your father to see
See what I have become
And watch me as I drift away
