Blood & Hairspray

Wash the knife
She'd cut her skin with
Sterilize it with alcohol
Because she cares just
Oh-so-much
What metal penetrates her skin

Ever mentioned being hurt
Drunk and fu(ked
Hurt and dead
Or decide to try to be alone
Curl up on the sidewalk
And try not to breathe

Bottle's empty
All confused or scared
High is over
The room's not spinning
And heads hurt
And hearts burn

Severed linen clouds the hands
Because her palm is ever disgraced
Tingles
Bandages
Hair spray puffed up scars
And maybe even hurt

Thought of it
She'd come to say goodbye
And it would end
Shoot her
Hit the ground
Flesh on cement

Lying helpless
Just go
To refuse to smile
And live again
Because it's all fu(king
And all getting drunk
No rules to follow

Scared
Scarred
Afraid
Or dead
Alone
Lying

No more jokes
Because tonight she's getting drunk
Hair spray in her wounds
So
Unhappy
Little girl

Daddy's little girl
Fu(k no
It's never tender kisses
No one loved being drunk
Missing
Or alone

Killing makes her happy
Or lying on the ground
Pills
Kisses
Sterilized knives
Trail of blood on open palms

So hurry up
Save her
There's not much she could do
Alone
Undead
Unafraid

Drunk out of her mind
Love is a suicide mission
Ending
In perfect agony
Almost like a trail of blood and hair spray
On her open palm

Make her happy
To understand
You're the reason
She'd die on the sidewalk
Holding her fu(king breath
In wait

Blood
Hair spray
Puffed up scars
Or love
Just pain
Or suicide