Serial Killer from Weird Fears by Mount Sharp

Will I live to regret ever sharing your bed?
Did I know when your eyes lit up at the bruises you left on my wrists?
Cameras chase and microphones are a halo around my head
They wanna know, when I go home, do I give a killer a kiss?

Did you kill her? Did you my love?
Did you pull her close? Did you snap her neck like a glove?

Well I’m as weak as, as weak as the winter
My threats accumulate; they’ll be gone in a day or so
Can I give up? Can I just melt away?
But leave a scar like the glaciers did so very long ago

Did you kill her? Did you my love?
Did you pull her close? Did you snap her neck like a glove?

The somber young policemen
Lead me through a bleached out dungeon
And I knew then love though they were short of certain
It was you, you behind the plastic curtain
You killed them and I loved you

I’m as dead as the fall
I don’t mind at all
I’m as silent as the spring
With all of these bruises blooming

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