Back to the drawing board
Back to where she started
And I became better
Better for taking the time
Slowing down, saving up
All of my air and my memories
Of a lifetime of questions
Never begging for answers
Never searching for your truth alone
Asking, why not me in this night time?
Her perfect bow-like lips spread disease
Lies infect like a fast growing cancer
Quick to the center, quick to the kill
Quick to set everything ablaze.
And I thought you\'d like her better
Because I knew you too damn well.