explosions of flame pushed us off the wall

and something about the screams made you

fall in love all over again with the pain.

echoing roars fell deaf on our ears,

grating asphalt on bare feet, this is a

friendship to the death (and oh, how we've proved it).

safety off the lighter, safety off our tongues,

we swear like a bad ass motherfuckers should,

but we kiss like the sweet girls we lie to be.

we draw stares with the noise in our walks,

pulling the gaze from the crashing cars to

our damned bodies (fingers crunched in fists).

you wanna stare, I guess you wanna fucking die.