Senses Fail - Untitled

Half smoked cigarettes
And your the trash
That infests my sheets
Cant make a wife out of a whore
Dont want your skin on me
And you're
Your addicted to the drug of lust
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
And I love your pain

I gave you these roses now
But I left in the thorns
Id rather hurt someone
Than hurt myself

Ill dispose of you
Like a lighter out of fuel
Ill lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf

So this loves been worn down
Like songs on a tape
The sex has lost all of its fun
Like gum loses taste

And you're
You're addicted to the drug of lust
A de-tox in the cold sweat of shame
And I love your pain

I gave you these roses now
But I left in the thorns
Id rather hurt someone
Than hurt myself

Ill dispose of you
Like a lighter out of fuel
Ill lose you somewhere on the shelf

Im here back in your bed babe
Remember what you said to me
"You can be my James Dean
Ill be your sweet queen"
I said that you were my first
But you werent even close now
Like a frame in a movie
Your just one
Of many
Can you grant me one last wish
Play russian roulette as we kiss
Ill be your cheap novelty
Blow your brains out on me

I gave you these roses now
But I left in the thorns
Id rather hurt someone
Than hurt myself
Ill dispose of you
Like a lighter out of fuel
Ill lose you somewhere on the shelf