We ended just like we began
Unexpected and full of surprises
Still I remembered to lock the door
Behind me when I left
Because I know that’s what you would have wanted
I was baptized in your drunken piss stains
That decorate my sleep
And no matter how hard I scrub I can’t
Wash myself clean
Our love was like the way I’d sweat
When I slept at your place:
An easy fix
All you had to do was change your sheets
And now we’re like the burns on my knees
From living room floor offerings
Christ, the bleeding only stops
If I don’t pick the scabs
I thought you’d be more than
Just another set of curses
For me to spit out of my mouth
Babe, we never had a prayer
I heard some say that god is love
I heard some say that love is dead
Maybe Hell is beautiful people
But the devil’s in the ugly details
We ended just like we began:
Honest as the piss, sweat, blood and spit
I should’ve known better than
To place my faith in body fluids
I couldn’t know better in the biblical sense
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