Alright,
Death Wish.
Death Wish.
Death Wish.
My love, you love your time machine,
your power trips and diamond rings,
the walls you built on teenage dreams,
the well you dug for sinking things,
your words to kill are evergreen,
so you must not feel anything at all.
But how'd you get so bulletproof?
You trade your time for inside truth,
trade your time for any clue of what to do or not to do,
hate to say it's nothing new,
aside from those few girls you keep around.
But how will it end?
How long will you give me?
Till you twist the knife with a smile while you kill me,
then you ask me to dance if there's someone wrong.
You don't look the same when I look at you now.
Well,
honey pie,
you're haunting me,
I fell for your faux fancy,
you poured the wine,
there's poison in it,
disregard my disposition,
truth is in the subtle things,
your egg-shell floor is splintering now.
And it freaks me out,
I'm old enough to know you as a gateway drug,
you're everything I'll
never be,
you live to look for enemies,
I have to bet that's lonely,
could leave you
with an empty house.
But how will it end?
How long will you give me?
Till you twist the knife with a smile while you kill me,
then you ask me to dance if there's someone wrong.
You don't look the same when I look at you now.
And I used to pretend that it didn't feel evil,
your light of a million
suns burns through
people and bridges and cities till ash covers ground.
The breath of your air is a death wish,
and you're force in my hand,
but I'm a drop in
your ocean,
I ruined your plans with some grand self-promotion,
the second you figured
that I figured you out.
Now you look away when I look at you now.