I must admit it's not too hard
to steal something from in your heart
and it occurs to me you've died (thank God)
you're just another parricide.

I must admit I've said too much
from now on life will be a bitch
I apologise for the outbreak
I'm so sorry it's all my fault.

I must admit I've been there too
it feels like glass and reeks of you
it occurs to me you're almost done
between your lips it's peaked and fun.

I think of you
I love you eros.