Reflective Plastic Faces

Do you believe in superstition?
Collapsed lungs and platinum stitches?
Do you believe in never again?
I believe in what I see
And all I see is you

All of these bittersweet
Venom drinks
From the bar of the hotel
Always seem to musk the smell
Your cheap perfume leaks into our goodbyes
And make the stars collide
Deep down inside your eyes

Oh, just say it
  Say those words that bring me to my knees every time
"Surprise, surprise, you've got your mother's eyes."

Why should I break down
When I can never put myself back together?
Why stay in this disaster town
When it only gets me higher?

Bottles full of happiness and love
Pouring down the cathedral steps
We get the thrill from the pills
And the pills from the skills
And the skill from late night feels
Through ripped denim skirts

Why should I break down
When I can never put myself back together?
Why should I drown
In between the pages of your suicide letter?
(You never meant that much)

Why should I break down
When I can never put myself back together?
And I know of the expectations I let down
I wish I could say something more clever

Remember every star fall and immortal funeral
Of wayward brothers and promiscuous sisters
Every grotesque story-time and morbid hate-crime
Of princes, common whores, and local eyesores
Every vow you never made and every promise you will ever break

Do you believe in puppy eyes and jet black skies?
Do you believe in playing dead and worthless bloodshed?
Do you believe in vampire kisses and 11:11 wishes?

♥I believe in what I see