I think there are bed bugs in your mattress.
Last night after you fucked me
My blood felt a little bit thinner,
And I had the strongest urge to rip apart the skin at the nape of my neck.
You used to write me love letters in pencil.
After I read them my fingertips were left stained with gray…
I write sins not five page research papers
“Headfirst for Halos,” by My Chemical Romance
from I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love.
Think happy thoughts.
Well let’s go back to the middle of the day that starts it all
I can’t begin to let you know just what I’m feeling
And now the red ones make me fly
And the blue ones help me fall
And I think I’ll blow my brains against the ceiling
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts