CYANIDE (Cover by CenturyNew)

misguided Nancy to your bleary eyed Sid i’d do anything for you (no doubt about it) You grin and my lungs forget their job My name gets small in your mouth and I still move closer you taste like cherry cherry cyanide (love like ours is a hard find) you’re the worst thing about me (the coolest suicide) Sweet on my tongue sick in my blood Cyanide, cyanide tongue laced with cyanide leave me starry eyed forever on your lips the ins and outs of my body on your fingertips You touch one nerve my pulse starts glitching I make jokes then count every beat you’re missing No halo on you no saint in the glass just your thumb at my chin and my pupils go black I know the dosage still I ask for the cup I call it control while I’m loosening up run run run on the run run lovin' you is kinda fun fun i know it’s wrong wrong heart goes dumb dumb feet go drum drum run run run back i run run “you taste like cherry cherry cyanide” “tongue laced with cyanide” “leave me starry eyed” carved a false God out of you cause there ain’t nothing you won’t do beautifully I put your name in my teeth and bit down slow made a small altar out of all I won’t outgrow Fun fun wrong wrong same little chant in my jaw You laugh, I fold I swear that’s not law I call you medicine read the warning twice then press your palm to my chest for the vital sign I give you my mouth when the dose turns honest not to save me just to hear you own it I give you the bruise of a name I kept under my tongue in a place I protect You are not my cure I am not clean Still I trade safe breath for your sugared sting I know the lab work I know the burn I know how fast I say yes before thought can turn I don’t need your motive named just your hand near mine one more dose then I call the tremor fine you taste like cherry cherry cyanide (love like ours is a hard find) you’re the worst thing about me (the coolest suicide) Sweet on my tongue sick in my blood Cyanide, cyanide tongue laced with cyanide leave me starry eyed Cherry, cherry Cyanide Starry, starry open wide Cherry, cherry on my tongue Cyanide not done “take me as i am” “and you can come as you are” “i don’t need to know where” “we goin’” “may i die in your arms” take me as i am No polish on the damage no pretty reason you can come as you are with your tired smile and whatever you’re keeping I don’t need the route I don’t need your motive named just the map going blank and your arms saying stay take me as i am take me as i am may i die in your arms may i die in your arms