it will all be over soon,
or so tybalt tells me.

but i can't wait that long,
oh dearest juliet,
this silence is
eating me(alive).

all i wanted was to(die)live
but to live(die), i had to be empty(full)
so i'm leaving with(out) a promise,
(not) a final goodbye
since it will all be over when
my lips grow (plumb)numb with
your hot(cold) touch,
'till i can(not)
taste the colors of this life(less)

then i'll choke on death
just to see how it feels,
& to your utmost dismay
i'll (fail)succeed

& perhaps then,
oh dearest juliet,
i'll be able to
because if i can('t) have you for
eternity then no one else