kiss me good-die

He ripped it out,
Stomped it on the floor,
Took your embracing love,
And walked out the door,
That hole in your chest,
Is a fatal reminder,
Hate's a four letter word,
And love's a four letter lie.

So lay me to rest and kiss me good-die,
Like your frail bone structure,
Your words turn into dust,
And now are meaningless to me,
And after all of this,
You still don't listen,
To what I have to say.

He's gunna rule this town,
Yeah one way or another,
He'll tear out every heart string,
And by them you'll hang to dry,
So look me straight in the eye,
And think to yourself,
Am I ready to die?

So lay me to rest and kiss me good-die,
Like your frail bone structure,
Your words turn into dust,
And now are meaningless to me,
And after all of this,
You still don't listen,
To what I have to say.

We fall with every memory,
That fucking bitch lied,
Yeah he told me he loved me,
And now I'll watch him burn.

So lay me to rest and kiss me good-die,
Like your frail bone structure,
Your words turn into dust,
And now are meaningless to me,
And after all of this,
You still don't listen,
To what I have to say.

Such a pretty face,
Yeah what a shame,
He'll make a gorgeous corpse,
And I hope he enjoys the pain,
I smell the burning flesh,
Yes death never felt so right,
We'll fucking bury his bones tonight.

So lay me to rest and kiss me good-die,
Like your frail bone structure,
Your words turn into dust,
And now are meaningless to me,
And after all of this,
You still don't listen,
To what I have to say.

Sweet ashes to ashes,
Oh and dust to dust,
I had to bury that memory,
Burning it was a must,
So I could watch the paint,
Peel back from his face,
And now we see him for what he really is,
A fucking disgrace.

So lay me to rest and kiss me good-die,
Like your frail bone structure,
Your words turn into dust,
And now are meaningless to me,
And after all of this,
You still don't listen,
To what I have to say.

© Becky Baillargeon 2010