Bottom Of The Barrel
Dear Elizabeth
Why aren't you listening? Your acts are spawned vehemently Is the scene too intense for you? Just sit back and relax Let your clenched fists be eased You wouldn't stand a chance This is a shotgun romance I'll spread my love around I'm setting the sky ablaze These kisses are homocide Take these metaphors, along with ignorance To the grave This is confession, this is my catharsis