Buy me the house I grew up in so I can demolish it
Tear it all the way down to a pile of rubble and ash
See the full power of self destruction
Get its dust inside my veins
Buy me teeth so I can grit and grind them
Hard as nails in my own coffin sealing my emotional fate
Buy me vengeance so I can hurt him
Deep enough to pay him back for every time he has hurt me
Buy me coffee to help me cope with the nights Iām not sleeping because they echo his words
Buy me ice cream and tissues and net flicks so I can learn to cry
Buy me a new life like the Everclear song
Buy me the house I grew up in
So I can destroy the walls that have always confined me
Buy me a wrecking ball!! Wow
Buy me a wrecking ball!! Wow that's awesome, and exactly how self destruction feels!
....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
:)
now I have Tom Waits singing wrecking ball stuck in my head again!
Much Love
Ashley