I've rumpled your sheets.
I've worn your clothes.
I've wormed my way into your mind.
Can you feel me under your skin?

I'm still under his skin.
He pushed me down, tried to choke my memory.
But I'm still there, in the quiet corners.

You can imagine, because I remember
that he sent shivers down my spine
in the quiet moments.
His words made me believe in something I didn't know the definition of.
and now I'll make you believe in me.
me, something i still can't define.

Just give me a week.
Seven days to destroy everything I touch.
And yes, I just stole that from a Ladytron song.
and I know this about myself.
but i pretend its not true and that it won't be.
Until it is.

If i had a needle for everytime I told him I loved him
and meant it
I'd be a pin cushion.
And thats exactly what I've become.
Except I still bleed.

He stole the oxygen
& you're all trying to resuscitate me
but i'm choking on the carbon
and theres enough pressure on my chest
to crush two hundred people,
And I know the walls are closing in,
but I'm holding my breath.

I'm sorry but I don't believe in love.
Call me cynical, call me young, call me angry.
I don't.
Love is forever, and nothing is forever.
Prove me wrong.