2004-Present

yeah i read the letters
you were selling some melodramatic dream
if only to be eternally cliche
i say that it "spoke volumes"
about your heart
about your affection to me

the red head in indiana
will never throw her entire life away
to sacrificially give
as you endlessly take
and rape
and spoil
this soul of mine

it will all be toil
at least for a little while
you will pretend to be a scientist
a poet
a musician
a writer
but you are none of these things
you are eternally nothing

but i stand by your side
waiting for you to become
anything

waiting for to just
fucking love me