im sorry i was never the fucking pretty girl you`d want to hold hands with
in a dream
that you never closed your eyes to think about me
im sorry about my broken jaw, every imperfection in my skin, that my lips
arent fuller
sorry about the crooked needle i stitch my name with
im sorry i dont know how to be touched, and i dont know how to be kissed.
sorry that i lie in the rain for too long, and that i was never your
favorite scent.
im sorry i`ll never be your honest bloodstained love story
mostly im just sorry for whatever the hell im trying to say right now

im just the poor little girl begging you to tear her lips off so that
they`ll never touch anything fucking beautiful again.