unofferable

tell me a lie

i'll be the first to fall

give me an offer

unofferable

imagine the warmth

in those tiny hands

that held on to a penance i didn't deserve

don't it feel like a knife

in the back of your head

and it reeks like an afterthought

rotten and said

maybe something got lost or forgotten instead

oh and i'm bound by a drunk

with a few memories

of how you burn through your lovers

it's like an ugly disease

and give me an offer

unofferable

held on to a penance

i didn't deserve

and it reeks like an afterthought rotten instead

and maybe something got lost or forgotten and said