This is Cinema

Pardon the blood, in my spit I was;
eating poison oreos, hoping they would kill me.
pardon the blood, in my kiss I was chewing on safety pins
Sometimes it's hard to separate what is not and what is real.
I find it hard to remind myself, we're not always shitty people.
Clench my teeth, my mouth, throne room of my tongue
If my life was film, would anybody watch?
I hope I'm the last guy that you kiss,
I swear there's no one better than this, this might be the one.
And I pray it's not too early,
and I pray we're not too young. (And we're not too young)