Slit my throat

drounding in guilt, a serrated blade a household, happy in display. But when he's faded his mind turns jaded He lurks in my room He hides behind the door when he's done beating the shit out of me I sleep in my blood on the bathroom floor sure it's nothing new but my mind is drowned and colored and blue a beautiful blue I see everyday this beautiful blue helps me stay okay addicted to the pigment of My Blood I feel bad because he's drowning in this flood he's anything but fine But when he's sober everything that he holds beautiful will shine the merry go round like I'm in a play when things go dark we go back to normal and pretend things are okay you hurt me I don't feel safe But everyone's singing just sing along even though you know its wrong This pitiful display of this masquerade we pretend it just wasn't real What he said to you make's you feel scared but I bared my skin, body impaired And When he goes wear he shouldn't have gone you sing the song only for him He's a good person At least thats what i have to say to them all So Don't Stop Dancing tell the curtains fall For I know I'm being used but i love the abuse. because i have to. the sweet release.