You aren't too young, your heart is old enough
And I know it's full of me...all the things you would give up
But I can't let you do that
At least that's what I'll make you think for awhile...
As for everyone else...they won't even know I feel
for anyone but her...
she's the one I've always loved...
as if I knew how to love at all...
So here I go! taking all you wanted and all you'd hoped
and EXPLOITING IT!
Can you see me?
I took your gun...the very one drawn and nurtured by
your tired, young hands...
and I've shot you with it
You don't have time to even know it yet
But I covered your wound with slow poison shaped as bandages
I'll medicate it with your own words mixed with the ointment of misunderstanding
You won't even know yourself anymore
Not for a long time
And here's the best part:
You'll be so distracted by your humiliation
...by your gushing blood and the stench of your burnt skin
You won't even see me-
the one with the gun-
You love me.