Is my happiness more important than yours?
Should I just have to suffer your flaws?
what about when those flaws become mountains
And the puddles I cry turn into never ending fountains
Why do those unspoken words have to stay unsaid?
When i would rather die than lay cuddled in this bed.
My suffering is your happiness
Your ignorance is your bliss
Your slithering moves around my heart
And the venom is leaked in your kiss
The day that I stop loving you
Is the day that I become wise
For the only warmth in you
Is the evil behind your eyes