Today I dug a grave and laid my heart to rest 6 feet deep...
My body sits atop my tombstone while my soul circles around my feet...
Emotionally drained from all the pain loving you has brought me...
You temporarily made me insane making me forget the rules that my father taught me...

...ALL MEN WANT IS YOUR PUSSY...

All these years I had a fear of flying into love but you promised I wouldnt fall if you gave me a push...
Swore you would be my safety net as I tight rope walked across your smile and smoked your lies like kush.
You kept me high by sprinkling deception in my dutches controlling my thoughts like a master.
My swishers were far from sweet cuz you were too caught up in other philly's raptures...

Your love is like a butcher knife slowly gliding across my wrist...
Your tongue in my mouth is reminiscent of liquified cyanide...u killed a piece of me with each kiss.
You released emotions deep inside of me similar to the heroin in an addicts dirty syringe
I thought I could live without you but I find myself having withdrawls in need of a binge...

I use a razor blade to cut up falsified fables and sniff till there's no tears left in my eyes...
Hoping that the thoughts of you linger in my mind cuz I feel empty without your lies...
I tipple triple shots of your trickery...ludicrously lapping up your liquor...
Praying that the cirrhosis attacks my liver while I paint bloody hearts around your picture...

...YOU ARE KILLING ME SLOWLY...

Each day I awake and take fewer steps...
It aint only the Newports that has me gasping for my final breaths...
The board of health needs to shut down your heart cuz you emit love that's polluted...
If you were a bartender in a club I'd send my drink back cuz you serve up realities that are so diluted...

You left a noose weaved by your broken promises by my bedside the day you left...
Loaded my gun with bullets of bullshit and placed it upon my chest...
I awoke...juggular slit... with my emotions staining satin sheets...
A pile of pills in the palm of my hands...with a concoction of your corruption within my reach...

I crawl to my balcony lifeless and watch the cars zoom down city streets...
Use what energy I have left to stand upon the ledge ready to face my defeat...
It's better to have loved and lost than never love at all is such a pretty lie...
The ugly truth is...love truly is the slowest form of suicide...

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