nothing feels real anymore
everything feels weird
like a case of bud and rose petal tears
I seen your ghost in TV light
like a bean hanging from a string
you wander around this paper apartment
flipping open books and lighting candles
waiting for you to come back to me
I spill out of myself like ink on the page
I was reading the newspaper
in milk carton breeze, when I seen your face
I bat my lashes and look away
and I love how you make me shy
and I\'m trying to get your attention
it\'s crazy how you like it when I get jealous
and you call me a bitch
but I\'m your heart-shaped boy
and you\'re my heart-shaped man forever
pull the pin on us and watch us blow
the kind of true love when we die together
I depend on you like a drug
like a poem, a lover in my dreams
I ache for you and sow myself to our pictures
wasted in lucid visions of torture
I drowned in that soft lake like a pebble
on the day you left me to waste
like a strange bird in a cage
oh, how you use me in every way.