So, I said to the world with a girl in its hand

What is it exactly,

You are trying to plan?

I said to the girl with her soul in her palm who was willing to sell it for a cheap love song,

Please.

Don't fall away from me.

I'm not willing to scream or crawl,

But I can and I will tell you what to do.

Because I'm buying my time till Mary Jane comes through,

for me.

And she always will.

Some I feel the need to help with my happy little pill.

Let me hold you,

Down.

I want to hold you tight,

Off the edge of a cliff.

Because, I mostly love you when your soul starts to drift.

Away.

Save me please.

I'll kill you inside and laugh while you scream.

Run away.

Go.

Go far very away from me.

I'll promise you there will be a brighter day.

Because I'm too weak.

Weeks will pass away, 

I'll still grip you tight, 

I can't afford to let you take flight.

I'm sorry.

I only call you when I'm high.

Honestly I just love it when I make you cry.

So stay. 

Let me hear you die. 

Run away.

All I can do is lie.

And I'll continue to lie.

Lie awake.

Thinking about every time I heard your heart break.

So stop.

Being so narcissistic you think you can get me to care.

You think that you can get me to be bare, 

And bear my bear soul to you.

No.

Go away.

I need you to stay.

Stay awake with me.

Ill watch the bags in your eyes triple in size.

but I'll tell you while they are red, puffy and round how pretty they look. 

I'm not a crook.

You gave me your heart,

To do what I please,

So you didn't complain when I started to squeeze.

But you didn't choke.

If money was love,

Then I would be broke.

You gave me something empty,

With cracks and holes.

If money was love,

Then we would be broke.

I guess that's a sick joke.

Get it?

Because we're broken.

Our love was carved on a dying tree.

I'll still let you hang yourself, right by me.