I think you should take a car ride
Take your self-hatred out of my house
Find music that gives you peace of mind
Maybe a country record much cooler than mine
I think you should take a rebirth
Put your bitterness under an eraser
Find a story that doesn't involve being the killer
Of all the sacred dears you put in your death note
If the blood in your hands isn't from me
Then why do you say I pushed you from a cliff?
'Cause I would take fault for things I do
I'm not you, I don't find random people to sue
I told all my wolves not to attack your honor
Just to find you trying to frame me for murder
Is that the payback for how I made you cry?
You could've just asked me to leave town
Fire away, I can take your silver shots
Your age is no excuse to hurt people
Beat me, I can take your brass knuckles
Zombies are already heartless, you said it
You wanna keep fighting? Fight with a mirror
The only thing that can handle your pain
You wanna keep firing? Fire at a wall
And then no one will die from your mistakes
I'd happily play cowboys in the Wild West
I'd proudly put a sheriff star in my chest
And take all the civillians under my wings
Something you haven't done in a while, baby
I'd happily play zombie in a vacated city
I'd proudly be dead-man walking in dirty streets
And my feet would trip on two-century bones
If it meant you wouldn't turn me into a stone
But you like to pretend nothing is happening
You like to apply make-up to your stitches
As if no one's gonna notice who caused them
As if no one's gonna ask, "why do you carry it?"
'Cause you want your scars to be remembered
'Cause you think it will remind me of our story
'Cause you think it's gonna haunt me forever
I can't agree with you, but that's not necessary
Fire away, I can take your silver shots
Zombies only die when they want to
Beat me, I can take your brass knuckles
Vampires only die when they have to
You wanna keep fighting? Fight with a mirror
Maybe he's the only one who wants it
You wanna keep firing? Fire at a wall
Maybe that's the way no one will die from it
Maybe I didn't take my heart away from yours
Due to my ever-changing thoughts on love
Maybe I didn't leave you alone in Argentina
Due to my never-changing heartless habits
Maybe the gossips from Babylon reached me
About the times you used to fool innocent men
Maybe the wolves warned me to run from this
The skeletons you still hide in your closet
Fire away, I can take your silver shots
Zombies only die when they want to
Beat me, I can take your brass knuckles
Vampires only die when they have to
You wanna keep fighting? Fight with a mirror
Maybe he's the only one who wants it
You wanna keep firing? Fire at a wall
Maybe that's the way no one will die from it
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intimacy. | poetry
PoetryBe intimate to Pete. He has a lot to tell about his own self. Know his desires, his fears, his hopes and his dreams.