The Girl With the Terminal Stare

I’m tired

I tried

Couldn’t find the thing to do in a year with thirteen moons

Heart beat

Feel it in the back seat

Feel it in the roots of your hair

In the morning

White heat

I can make your knees weak

I’m the girl with the terminal stare

It’s a warning

Running along

You can’t keep up

Talk talk talk

It’s boring

I tried

I’m tired

Heart beat

Caught it on your back teeth

Can you feel how much trouble you’re in?

It’s a warning

White heat

Stepping on your neck, freak

Call it my original sin

Call it mine

Running along

I can’t keep up

Talk talk talk

It’s boring

Running along

My breath and blood

It’s never enough

I’m bleeding

My blood

It’s never enough

I’m bleeding

Oh my blood

It’s never enough