Please Shit All Over Me, I Love It

Hey there carcinogen girl you burned to the filter somebodys baby tonight is there anything behind those eyes?

Words whispered in dear ears and written in blood wilted lies sound sweeter when uttered past lipstick but famished hearts can tell the difference solemn with the burden of your love ill cut you from my eyes I wont go drowning in those glazed eyes a plastic princess paper doll and you tore your pretty dress again