I want a pure love with you, but it's never enough. Bled every day forever. A chemical release. I'll make it up to you. There is something strange in the water. I miss my prepubescent body. I miss my ten year old dreams. Now I sleep with a knife, I'm baptized in the night. I want to be faithless and pure. I want to be quiet and sober. I want to be untouched and clean. Till you follow me home and you take that from me. But it feels like I'm climbing fucking mountains to get to you. And God, you're so tourtured, I just love that about you.















