Dancing on a Pin

You call the shots
I’ll make it work
Let’s give flesh wounds to each other and see who gives up first
Yeah

Masculine Masquerade

You are everything I hate
Dig my heels into your face
For everything you’ve ever said

You’re choking on your silver tongue
Your death will be the sweetest words you’ve spun

That’s fucking right

Emotional disposal
I don’t think you get the message
You interact, but nothing’s real
Have you learned your lesson

You’re choking on your silver tongue
Your death will be the sweetest words you’ve spun
I’m dancing like angels on a pin
I’m free of your sin

Your story bends and folds
To fit the mold, but you’ll never fix this
My broken body writes the scripture of your fiction

My hollow heart
Your shallow skull will write my ending
My secrets keep you in my head
But you’ll have to break in to get to them

Always wish for the best, always let it slide
Always easy to bruise, but never hard to hide
I think it’s best you stay as far as you can
I think it’s best you forget who you think I am

Angels
Dancing on a pin
Like angels
Dancing on a…