Burning Butterflies – A Jealousy Issue – letras

a note to selfi vow to purge you both of your warmest thoughtsand strike you down with this hateful gazewith these words i wish you the worstwith these words i promise poisonbeware this bitter breathfor it brings arsenicbeware this artic starefor it will pierce you like iciclesthis is as happy as i’ll ever becold and comfortable in these sour timeswhat do you expectwhat do you want from methis bitten lip can draw no more blood from methese carved smiles can heal so quicklyit’s time to slice her heart from your sleevei desire destructionwhen will it collapse