Four A.M. was two hours ago,

You were the monster
Crawling out of my skin
To push yourself back in.

And if you weren't breathing in my ear
I'd think you were dead.

Almost automatic
Only here to show me
how to self-destruct.
I'd let you slit my throat
So forever can take it's toll.

I didn't hang on to your number
Cause today's the day for growing old,
Doing things like small town kids
When you wanted to infect me
You'd slowly undressed me.

((you wont hear me,
so just breathe

There was no sleeping with you
Just tragedy in the form of sex
We were running nakedly
Through the streets.
It was the "meaning of life"
And the walls of this
Beautiful mistake
Crumbled at the sight of your blue eyes