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 the 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 would be better off if I just answer quickly



And make no distinction



If it is going up or coming down



It gets confused with progress it is only motion



And all this time still hanging on to 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



It tastes so lonely we are so bored



Just breathe in the numbness you won't have to feel that any more



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