The sound of your voice
Is oh-so corrosive
It's burned a hole through my chest
Where I shove all my sweet nothings
Isn't that what you are?
Just cut yourself out of this
The sight of your face
Just steers me away
From the way your gaze objectifies
If only I could escape your line of sight
If I could
Cut myself out of this
When you speak, you spit acid rounds
Trapped in your embrace
I yearn to break free
But somewhere inside you
I see a piece of me