Tell me what is it that you see looking straight right back at me?
You claimed to see too many things, too many and still its not enough.
I want you to feel what i've felt, see what i saw and cry how i've cried.

Pull the trigger and let the gun sing,
enjoy the fun that bullet brings
because at the end of your long lost winding road to finding who the hell lost 
yourself,
i bet you'll find me,
still there,
 in the back of your mind,
saying these lines,
getting it into your head.
No matter where you put me,
whether its on the top of your world
or pinned to the bottom on your bed,
i still got you wrapped up around my legs.
Sweet revenge like sugar on a bittersweet valentines day,
cuddling by the fire
or checking into the clinic trying to figure out what the hell went wrong.

You murder me every time you say i love you.
Dying constantly until reality found its way into my head
like i pop those pills into my mouth just to stop the aching.

I love you i love you i love you.
Your corrupted orchestra still strumming it's way through my finger tips
while i beat my way through these walls.
fists unclenched yet foolishly open to embrace you home once again.

You spend your days creating a circus with my mixed up emotions,
juggling your words with my words,
balancing them on the beam
so that we will remain in love,
out of love,
then lost in love.

Tearing me apart just so you can build yourself a perfect somebody.
A ventriloquist placing words into my mouth
like mounding stones into my path.

I walk each day a fallen soldier
stuffed with sweet words and poetry.
But i'm done with breaking apart
i'm done playing pretend,

the mask you gave me is somewhere at the center of the earth
burning its way back to its senses.

Glitches still exist in my demented heart although i claim it's perfectly pieced 
back together.

Broken yet still whole,
and you question how i do it.
Well, that was easy,
I do it without you.