One Day He Went Out for Milk and Never Came Home

[Entry number two, at one point I had the time... now time has me]

I lay my black heart on the table
And it just may make itself at home
Cut short the cord length on the phone
Your smoke alarms and barred windows
Can't save your house, God burn your soul

Is my dinner in the oven?
Lovebird, you haven't touched your bread
Revenge served cold, breakfast deathbed
I'll never touch a hair on your pretty head
I want your heart, I want your head

Sweetheart, I'd send you up to heaven
But you'd eat them out of house and home
My tender jewel, my precious pearl
My ruby red, my diamond girl
String up my kitten by her curls

So how’s it feel to know that this is all you'll ever be my darling?
A slight grease fire, accident-prone at home, at home
Say we won't lie to ourselves unlike those bastards you swear
Say it to me, we make this bond
You and me, you and me

Do you want to go to heaven?
Come to the light, hang on this arm
My good boys, good girls, and good gods
The sinking ship, the grand applause
You owe it to me, make me this bond
You and me, you and me

Do you want to go to heaven? (Oh dear, oh dear)
And if I show you my dark side
Should you meet your malcontent or maybe meet with an accident
Good daddies won't let you die

Your awkward steps in unlit hallways
We can't have you swatting for the light
Should you meet your malcontent or maybe meet with an accident
Good daddies won't let you die

Do you want to go to Heaven?
When you're swatting for the light
Should you meet your malcontent or maybe meet with an accident
Good daddies won't let you die

I'll never let you die

I’ll never let you die

What is born will die
What has been gathered will be dispersed
What has been accumulated will be exhausted
What has been built up will collapse
And what has been high will be brought low​