Please Shit All Over Me, I Love It

Hey there carcinogen girl you burned to the filter somebody's baby tonight is there anything behind those eyes words whispered in dear ears & written in blood will lies sound sweeter when uttered past lipstick but famished hearts can tell the difference solemn with the burden of your love I'll cut you from my eyes I won't go drowning in those glazed eyes a plastic princess paper doll & you tore your pretty dress again.