A p a r t

(...I lost me)(I lost heart...)

I'm in love with self-destruction.
Like I am in love with you.

Will you please take care of my delicacy?
I really wish you'd hate me too.

A p a r t , You say,
You're running home
To see if I'd actually
Starved to the bone.

Every time I'm broken.
I'll tell you I feel fixed.
Sweetheart, let me hateyou.
I'm simply counterfeit.

Isn't it funny that I'm disgusting?
Isn't it disgusting that so are you?

But my darling, don't you knowThere are thunderstorms in heaven too.