You speak to me like I am a child
And you watch me sleep
Mouth frothing from the pills I took, the hooks
That pulled me under the blues, the books, the cup of tea
You placed on the coffee table
You watched me die and sold my innocence to a psychic
So you can have conversations with the dead
You told me I was ignorant and threw bombs on my flesh
Because I don\'t believe in your phony marriage
I woke up to the sound of the lawn mower, the dreams
That keep me awake as the sun burns
As the night grows cold
The winter calling that deceived me, my tired eyes
My blue magic
My loved jewellery
My jealousy
My cheeks were like tulips, making up colours
In the prison of my heartache
I am a garden, I am your cupid, I am a dove
The footprints you smudged
A lonely pathway of diamonds and blueberries
I love you for who you are
The way you crush my feelings and smile afterwards
The way you are insane and shine like a star
The way you insist on death
Like a true rebel, you unravel, and I thank you
Like a fool, eclipsed by my love for you, but I hate you
How you realise
My father is a cannibal, my father is a whore
And I am a cut, I am an infection
I pray to you like I pray to drugs.