A Boy With Roses

Smiling Like Trouble

Tonight, I will make another bad decision 
I won\'t think twice like Ferdinand in Egypt 
I never really regret it in the moment
My self-destructive heart
My self-indulgence
The thought of giving up
All I\'ve ever known is the promise I told myself 
The secrets on these walls
The static of repetition
My Ca\' d\'Oro
Smiling like trouble 
I see a Prince in my dreams 
Sweating in the cold
The morning and its teeth
Drinking to Alexander Pope
Swallowed by a heartless appetite
At a pivotal edge 
I tell you about my pain, but you never listen
When I say I\'m an hourglass, always running out
I am every harvest 
In my low-end lingo 
Percolating in your manhole
Every night we were insane
Sanctifying the kiss, the risk, the hurt
Fuck it, deeper, harder, softer 
I\'ll be your deep-sea diver
You\'re the song I play over and over
My fortune in a shitty newspaper
They say it, how we sow, something so subtle 
Idyllic 
As a bell or the horse
Scared to move or utter a word
Maybe that was long ago
Maybe I\'ll never know 
How you live and die like a rose.