cope with me
and this thoughtless poetry
you do it too
yours is just done secretly

medicated me
tremors violently
eager to earn your affections again
this is how we've always been
insisting my downward spiral is funny
as long as we both still have money
it's the same reason why
i say take care, while you terrify

in my heart's soft spot
fragile and dead-center
you're outside, waiting to enter
shapecharges placed
ready to break and enter

don't let me free
i'm happy with slavery
i unlocked my heart for you long ago
i'm still way too nervous to say no

in my heart there are drugs and traces of syringes
waiting for the signal, shotgun to the hinges
break and enter
break and enter