Ashtray
Right next to your bed I’ve found my place to sleep
I hang my head and lie down in the deep
I carry you under my skin
Melancholia is sinking in
It wasn’t repulse I came here for
Though I would beg you for more
I keep on asking ‘Why?’
But I’ll never get my answers
Just one more desparate try
Now stab me with your scissors
Breathe me out like the smoke of your cigarette
You don’t need me anymore
Love fades with the afterglow
You swallowed all that you could need
And spat out the rest
My warmth burns out in the ashtray of your lust