#fate-touched

how long? nursing the cinders one more reason to hate the winter

you on the tiled floor me up on the counter don't know what for

I'm running out of things to say can't shut my mouth come and shut it for me

wrought filigree your forehead pressed to my shoulder inevitably you have got to get older I have got to get over

no more favors make it worse every time that I try no, no opinions double-bitten and triple-shy

drawn the carriage yoked the horses I stood at your back one eye on the sun the other eye checking the date on the carton how long?

you always bite the hand I always pick the scab know what I wanna hear never said it did you, dear?

spit out from the plane no sleep, nothing cogent to say feeling almost deranged cherry syrup flowing through my veins hands out for my babe hope she tells me how it tastes neck bared for my babe hope she tells me how it tastes

I think there's something living in the lake and I am gonna make a Great mistake find the place where monsters hide I see a cave, I'll go inside she's gonna have a piece of me tonight

dancing over the line I'm leather-bound as she splits my spine feeling almost sublime do anything to have this all the time demonic divine hope she tells me she's all mine choked out the divine hope she tells me she's all mine

I think there's something living in the lake and I am gonna make a Great mistake find the place where monsters hide I see a cave, I'll go inside she's gonna have a piece of me tonight there must be something lurking in the trees I bet it's gonna send me to my knees gouges made by sharpened claws I was never one to beat the odds and she's gonna catch me in her jaws

she picks me clean returns me from the dream not as bad as it seems I can almost believe she says what she means leave my bones in Superior seas hold her down when she says please I have lived through darker nights than these

it didn't bellow out of me the heaving breath of broken men a wracking tremor heaven-bent the weep that drowned the sea

it wasn't a symphonic swell the precipice of something great cracked glass just about to break no legends to retell

no, it was quiet as the wind through the trees quiet as the rotting of the leaves quiet as an oath on bended knee I hope you still heard it, honey

it was easy chewing off my tongue my teeth were made for sinking in for floss and twine and safety pin for songs I swore I'd leave unsung

but you know everything decays erosion runs the edges smooth the champion will always lose dust gathers on the picture frames

oh, it died like the wind through the trees died like the rotting of the leaves died like an oath on bended knee I hope that it haunts you, honey

I still can't rest my head at night there was no lesson to be learned nothing gained and nothing earned no love like fist on bloody knife

but it was honest as the wind through the trees honest as the rotting of the leaves honest as an oath on bended knee I hope you believed it, honey

climb tall enough to block the sun behind your silhouette look down from that dizzying height see the small things that you left behind and how far away we get hang your head, drop the curtains, usher artificial night

come on, willow, weep and let me hear it make me believe that it mattered at all come on, willow, weep and let me hear it can't expect a sound from a tear that doesn't fall

dig your roots up from the earth and set them all aflame do your best to breathe around the smoke wrap your hands around my throat and bid me do the same tap out when you've had enough of the beast that you awoke

come on, willow, weep and let me hear it make me believe that it mattered at all come on, willow, weep and let me hear it can't expect a sound from a tear that doesn't fall

looking for your lonely violence I drag myself across the floor trying to scream around your silence 'til I just can't stand it anymore

hand me the knife, babe I'm wailing hungry how many times will you walk away from me? I've left the door unlocked I, I've left the porch light on

disappeared like tissue paper held up to the sun my heart begun my hands begun your mouth rejected every one oh, stick a fork in me, I'm done oh, stick a fork in me, I'm done

you were empty I would have filled you up I was moving you never sat still enough one day you're gonna see the wreck you made of me one day you're gonna feel so fucking guilty

and when you're breaking down asking who's gonna love you now look down at your empty plate and remember all the meals you turned away