Love is Lonely

When the hammer hits the glass

When the hammer hits the glass
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I won’t slither on the floor anymore
A lying serpent in a locked fate
A boy so angry he won’t utter a word
A man encased in a vessel of hate

I can’t feel when I know she’s under
The influence of all her friends and foes
She dances all night with a heart of steel:
Stole my heart and replaced it with woe

I make promises of who I’ll be
She arrives at home with a prepared excuse
Listening and glistening I nod my head
Apologies for lies? Girl, I refuse

I run quietly in total heartbreak
The shattered proclamation of a f*cked up man
Pierces my forgiveness for a uniform kill
Draw yourself a tick – for a successful plan