He smells like unforgiven
he smells just like me
fields of greying emerald eyes
cloud filled lavender hued skies
I can feel the moment that he dies
a bullet through
the brain
madness going sane
robbing the inane
him you or I to blame?
Hide me between the cleanest sheets
and cover me with dreams
Hide me between your cold heartbeats
slipping through the seams
We'll stand in a circle
guns in hand
Ring around the rosy
count to three
and we're damned
Planning out a party
celebrating shame
It's somebody's birthday
who doesn't have a name
and we'll watch the days
float by
a single life
within a crowded sigh
Each separate lonliness
him you and I