fall from grace.

your lips taste like lies even sweeter than mine
and your kerosene kiss makes me want to cry
but inject that insomnia right under my eyes
and blind me from how we both should have died
stay awake with me all night
and make twisted promises of another deadly fight
you tell me i'm wrong but you can't be right
please executioner, don't leave me tonight.
forgive me dying love of mine
for i have sinned so bad this time
preach your poison, sinner in disguise,
this won't be the last of your fatal crimes.
arsenic airwaves float under my nose
and your scent makes my body start to decompose
sweet-smelling asbestos under your skin
you might as well be nicotine's carcinogen
but i start to waste away at that saccharine taste
and all the attempts at i love you are but a fall from grace
but lovely sinner you're my inspiration
to love like i do and my respiration
is slowing down it's time for me to count the places
where i couldn't take it
all because your insinuations proved
that you thought i wouldn't make it.

toxins spread like fire
we're down to the wire
i'm calling you out, kid:
i know you're a liar.