you smile
and there`s blood on your lips
your hands show again
what your mouth has kissed
now i know something
i did not know before
the thing that you`ve destroyed
is a thing you liked me for
all those nights with my arse in your face
and your words in my dreams
now i know what the value of ignorance means
the pain
in the sordidness
all the more choices
I thought you`d be the best
at least
i know something
about what`s good and what hurts
and i`m glad that i loath it
you would have fucked me up worse
all those nights with my arse in your face
and your words in my dreams
now i know what the value of ignorance means
all those nights with my arse in your face
and your words in my dreams
now i know what the value of ignorance means
don`t you ever lie to me again
because if you do
i will not be you friend