Cowards

This is the way to find my harlequin's face

To my junkie dead body

Still covered in lace

The flesh still warm where skin had once been

My smile just scattered fragments lining the ditch

You like to watch when I bleed

(like a coward)

I've got some right here for you

I push you down on your knees

(such a good whore)

I make your dreams come true

At 60 miles an hour on course and pace

in hybrid mental states

So my pathetic limp kiss has never caught this way

No catalyst begins across the face of those

who end

Leaving it's scar too deep for all of your

attempts to mend

Come on cowards

Come on you whores

I've got no choice but this if

I can't get rid of it

You'll never be any match

For what I can do to myself

I'm still stuck here breaking it backwards apart

Watching all the raindrops cover up before

we can start

(like a coward)

Without a doubt that all will be washed away

There's still no proof to see if I will someday

You like to watch when I bleed

(like a coward)

I've got some right here for you

I push you down on your knees

(such a good whore)

I make your dreams come true

I've got no choice but this if

I can't get rid of it

You'll never be any match

For what I can do to myself