Your grief is silent

But shines like a diamond in infrared

Your flesh is a fresh piss yellow like a newborn alcoholic

Baptism in the liver, communion in the coming jaundice

The abandonment hurts so bad

The rejection and neglect

It makes you want to irradiate all the ground beneath our feet

Fuck everyone you know beyond hope, obsolete

When your pain has been nothing but quiet, polite, and so meek

So death will be anything but it

And you're all gonna see

And how

And how

You'll cut the disappointment off your body one wound at a time

Into the arms, the bodily harm, your blood is a fine red wine

In your lying lips, your saggy tits, your needle dick, neglected clit

Hardened by loss, but still so soft

The knifepoint slides right in

And I don't care

I never cared

The anguish might be new to you, but you can't compare

Cuz you weren't there

During the normal years

I fucked all the golden years

Snorting coke and quarts of beer

Cuz it was there

While you were playing with your prick

And discovering you're queer

Like detritus from a plane wreck

I was there

Like detritus from a plane wreck

Shredded bodies of passengers still fastened to their seat

Wardrobe burned and torn to expose your overcooked pussy

All the sexy parts destroyed, oh now what's the fuckin' point

I suppose you could fuck all the corpses, but where is the joy

You'll get used to it

Abuse is cute like that

And there's a solution

But you're not gonna like it

While you're floating such empty promises out from your broken soul

Tell me you'll take your own life for the love of the rock and the love of the roll

They won't believe you

And neither will I

Because from what I can surmise

They only care about you when you die

Die

Until then I suffer in sewers

And pine for the unattainable

My conflated version of perfection

No matter how unstable

I know that you talk about me

But never straight to me

I know that you're thinking about me

But you never come out and find me

But it's alright

You're better to not see

Oh how I loved your false sense of supremacy

Because if you could believe in such abhorrent disbeliefs

Then it meant, maybe, just maybe

You could believe in me

Believe in me

Believe in me

Believe in me