My scarf is full of smoke and hazy dreams
My head is full of previous nights and horny schemes
I nod when talked to but eyes are vague
All your smiles twirl and fade
In the darkness I strive to forget
I've given up fighting against the smell of vice
Every week I throw a new dice
My high heels follow you clicking in the street
The suffocating stain of pleasure on the sheet
The darkness I strive to forget
The hair painting the pillow's not mine
Again and again I've drawn a line
I didn't cross it but pushed it farther
Trying to excuse my constant surrender
To the darkness I strive to forget
My skin smells like someone's after shave
Shower, scrub away the crave
The silly mess of the night before
The whispers in the night, the groans for more
In the darkness I strive to forget
I scrub until I bleed but it won't disappear
That suggary gel smell, the salty taste so queer
I try to vomit but it's there to stay
The mirror makes me cringe in the light of day
The darkness I strive to forget
Come back and tell me this is right
Throw the booze away and force me to fight
Make me whole and new again, if only
There was more to it than just your body
In the darkness I strive to forget
I put a lid on it all and walked out the door
I'm not a slut, I'm not a whore
Or anything you said in your sleep
Cutting open wounds, scars so deep
That darkness seeped into them
And turned them to regret
There is no night I remember
And no darkness I manage to forget
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