Crematory - At my most beautiful

I've found a way to make you I've found a waya way to make you smile I read bad poetryinto your machine I save your messagesjust to hear your voice.you always listen carefullyto awkwards rhymes.you always say your name.like I woulden't know it's you,at your most beautiful.I've found a way to make you I've found a waya way to make you smileat my most beautiful I count your eyelashes secretly.with every one, whisper I love you.I let you sleep.I know you're closed eye watching me,listening.I thought I saw a smile.I've found a way to make you I've found a waya way to make you smile