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