Licking love off knives

I may have licked love off knives instead of spoons 

The sharp prangs that cut my tounge 

I tried so hard not to hit the painful points 

But I always managed to cut myself some how 

No matter the pain 

Or the blood that drew from my mauve lips 

Sometimes it would spill down my front 

And I'd have to clean it up 

But it stains .... Always staining my clothes 

Then I realized 

The clothes that are stained can go in the bin right? 

And we can change them 

Change our style 

Just because I licked love from knives 

Doesn't mean I don't love me