Black Lace-Part 5: cliche

my blood is never red
what I love it is 
it courses through me 
that's my life
all my possessions flowing in and out
so tangible 
pick it up and crush my soul

I don't think you ever really needed me babe
as much as I needed you 
I don't think you ever really thought about me
as much as I centered my life around you 
your power to reach in me and take out what you want
so cliche you never stole my heart

go to your blues baby 
but you pick up your greens
it was in your nature to fuck up everything
and when your face stays pale 
I know what that means

wasted my breath saying something you'd forget
now what do you say in an empty space
you tired my eyes
and frayed my heart
I'm left to go crazy
my voice echoing in the dark
on step to you 
and you'd take it and run
I was walking on thin lines 
your words were a gun
you'd shoot to kill 
you'd shoot to kill
my life lying out 
you'd do this for fun

I don't think you ever really needed me babe
as much as I needed you 
I don't think you ever really thought about me
as much as I centered my life around you 
your power to reach in me and take out what you want
so cliche you never stole my heart

go to your blues baby 
but you pick up your greens
it was in your nature to fuck up everything
and when your face stays pale 
I know what that mean

you'd shoot to kill
you'd shoot to kill
my life lying out
you'd shoot to kill
you'd shoot to kill
my heart frayed out

cry in your blues
protect your green
in your life did i mean anything
what color am I to you
you said you don't see that 
you see right through me 
you see right through me 
you see right through me 

stand there stand still
all this time you've been trying to kill me
I lie there I lie still
I'm hurt I'm fighting change
I hate that you loved me in new york
you did
were close to stealing my heart
now I'm left in that dark 
without stars