In Which Blood Drips From All the Right Places

And baby, honestly, it's harder breathing next to you. I shake. I brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me, hold my heart it's beating for you anyway. 


So what if I can't forget you? I'll burn your name into my throat.  I'll be the fire that will catch you. 


I'm bitter and lonely enough to declare this my Valentine's Day song. And I'm strange enough to compose this.


Trent Reznor says he hurts to feel
And I guess this is what I'm doing, darling
I'm proving that I'm real
I'm showing there is temporal reality to my complicated breathing
Whenever I catch glimpses of your eyes
They're like the ocean, you know
And I want to suffocate with you
Because you're sweeter than oxygen
You're sweeter than God
You're sweeter than every fucked up attempt at love
You make me feel alive
Even if it hurts and bleeds and burns and festers and dies
My bones are white beneath this extraneous tissue, I've been told
And my skin is spotted with electric burns
In all the places you've brushed your fingertips
My heart is red and broken and choking without your oxygenated smile
And I promised myself I'd hand it to you
If you should ever ask for it again
So, kiss me until my skin tears
And my bones deflate
And I need you as much as I once did
Because I love you in nothing but pure fire
Make me burn, love
Consume me
Please, baby
Make me bleed

Pierce the Veil. "Caraphernelia." Selfish Machines. Equal Vision, 2010. CD