Lachrymose Obsequious Vehement Elated

Love, four words, explode above a mnemonic device

To remember how it feels when I am with you

The glass can't hide, my wounds will find the salt around the rim

And this sting won't help this bleeding heart forget you

Perfect lines like space and time extend across my room

But they don't help me get any closer to you

But open the door and the clouds come in

And find you sleeping on the floor

Get used to the numbness, you won't have to feel that anymore

But maybe I'd be better off if I just answer quickly

And make no distinction

If it's going up or coming down, it gets confused with progress

It is only motion

And all this time still hanging on into such codependence

I will fall completely

And all the lines you drew for me to walk

Well, I walked them well, didn't I?

It is one less tongue that bends to say your name

As I drive away the love songs play on my lonely radio

But I shut them off because all they do is make me miss you so much more

And so remains these twisted days

I spend time by myself

And attempt to make this failing heart continue to beat

So open your mouth and the smoke pours in, tastes so lonely

We are so bored, just breathe in the numbness

You won't have to feel that anymore

But maybe I'd be better off if I just end this quickly

It is not romantic

I am just giving up and shutting down

I am just so sick of thinking my head is broken

And in this aching bed we are lying on you

Get your forced confession, I am fucking lonely

And all the lines you drew for me to walk

Well, I walked them well, didn't I?

Now there is one less tongue that will bend to say your name