What it was like to have what I wanted,
and yet to wish for more.
To feel your touch,
hear your sure voice,
and yet only experience a great chill.
I thought I just needed to do it,
keep things the way animals would.
But what you never knew,
what destroyed us for good,
was those sweet nothings that became three little words.
I
love
you.
You have a new message.
To say it back, but be silent,
to fumble in the dark and yet be alone.
You have a new message.
We weren't really love.
You have a new message.
But I bet we could have been.
You have a new message.
Goodbye, my love.
Oh, how I hope you are happy with the new girl.
You have a new message.
But I do hope she isn't stupid,
and fulfill all the empty promises.
You have a new message.
Because you can never get your innocence back,
once
you
use
your words
to
satisfy
a beast.