If I had a cent
For every lie
You told to me
I’d buy your time
And if I had a dollar
For all the ways
You break my heart
I’d pay your stay
But all I have
Is your resent
My love for you
And my regrets
And even though
That’s all that’s left
I am still
Collecting coins
My weakness
Splashed about
Mocking me
Taunting me
Like a game
That I lost
But can’t seem to end
Like a drug
I would kill for
Again
And again
Sleep escapes me
As do you
Together you both must sit
Talking
Laughing
At my inadequacies
My hopes
My dreams
Laughing
While I listen
For what it all means
blood and lace 