A rock in my hand kills a dove
A sad widow takes a shove
A clockwork of a rapist mind
A knife blinding the sanest eyes

The blade shines, the cut is slow
The goodest father denies his love
The bestfriend’s liar loses his hope
The goodest wife is bleeding

She’s my life, she’s so cold
She looks like Eve, Lilith’s soul
She’s so quiet, she’s annoying
She has the right sight but uses it to destroy

I’m so tired, I cut my love
I’m a liar, I’m alone
I shoved my father, I lost my son
I shout at you a whisper

How many times I’ll have to repeat it?
How many times I said “don’t you do that with me”?
How many times I asked you to leave me?
How many times I walked away from the pain?

And you said “that’s ok, just don’t blow it away, I’ll marry you someday”

Suicide would make this painless
She only could smile this way, so you can make yourself home

If you wanna cry, I give you my shoulder
If you wanna a hug, I can be a hugger
If you want my blessing, I give you my curse
If you wanna die, I’ll give you all my love (homicide)

Then you can make yourself home