Baby, Were Through.

Can't you see the pain behind these
Baby Blue Eyes
That are laced with lust?
There toxic and dazzling,
With a pure craving
            desire
            need
                for pixie dust

But this superman shirt will reflect
The strength in my kiss.
I refuse to be trapped,
                      (Once Again)
In your Merry-Go-Round of addiction.
I refuse to fuck up
            A pinky promise
With a Best Friend just for you.

Hallucinations gone wild,
Are for trashy little whores,
With plastic stilletos and fish net stockings.
Bright Eyes Realize,
Your just another excuse,
For when I want to forget my fears.
I'd rather my finger on the trigger,
With a cinderella dress on.
Baby because overdoses might seem clean,
But cheeks will be left stained,
And a shattered heart still breaks,
        It's not forever, get my drift?
        When I said forever; I lied.

I'm working on perfecting,
The scars carved in Love.
Because this superman shirt is proof,
That although my reflection may be weak,
(The need for you is weaker)
But my heart
            (The shattered remains, I mean)
Is stronger than ever.
Can you hear me through the static?
Baby it's resistance, and yes were breaking up.