Save Me

when the cool of the ice is the thing that will burn me

when the heat of the flame is the thing that will cool me

when the story is real in a violent movie

when I'm wiggling free into a cage that will hold me

maybe the things that I'm good at

make me selfish and lazy

maybe the things that I'm bad at

are the things that will save me

save me

when those eight inch heels twist and fracture my ankle

when the promises atrophy and all end up in shambles

when my life is electric and all I have is a candle

when the mansion is empty and left to all of the vandals

when the voices are muted they still flutter and drift

when the soul is the peach and the self is the pits

if I can't see the signs I'll be surprised by the cliff

when my army's assembled I'll go and blow them them a kiss