​poison fizzing on a tongue

Poison
Fizzing on a tongue
Poison
Your sweet, sweet sting

I was so small
I only knew how to shrink
Blurring out the edges
Is his only decent trick

Poison
I couldn't leave the floor
Praised my body
What else is he good for?

A bone collector's been waiting at the entrance
When I am finished resisting myself
I will be beaten senseless

So full of mundane aches
Is this my slowest pace?
A beautiful recording
Of five years going to waste

Poison
Saccharine and plump
Eggshell fragment
Stuck under his glove
I will shriek ceremoniously through the streets
When poetry's become my sole accomplice

So full of mundane aches
This is my slowest pace
A beautiful recording
Of five years going to waste
Five years going to waste

I'm never gonna give him what he wants
I'm never gonna give him what he wants
I'm never gonna give him what he wants
Give me what I want
I'm never gonna give him what he wants
I'm never gonna give him what he wants
I'm never gonna give him what he wants
I'm never gonna give him what he wants