Bullets of sound.

 Our nights play over, in my head

like broken reconds, are words unsaid

The bullets formed into sound

hit me, and lay me on the ground

And once i get this taste of pain,

 i get addicted like it's cocaine.

it's disgusting that i need these wars to keep me breathing,

but if they stay that means you're leavingg.

But tonight i need you, stay here please

you scream no and i fall to my knees

just stay here, one more chancee

i beg, but you're gone, for good at last,

and all these voices call to me in bed

a repeated pounding in my head

they call for you, for me to do something

my body aches it needs your hate

everything we do, it must be fate,

cause you always come back to me,

like our love is a prophecy

you pick me up off my knees again

in our fight, will we both win?

i hope you do, end me now,

finish this dance with a bow..