Atropine

Bathroom mirror laughs so hard,

Scribbled lipstick shouting truth

Years of whatever, a decaying youth

And I'm sorry,

But I think I cannot love you

At least not tonight

No, I think I cannot love you

I think I'd rather fight

Rusty eyes and sleepy heart

What comes together comes apart

But all she ever stole

The myth of love to make her whole

Grasping for air,

In a room full of cyanide

It's only a matter of time,

Before it all comes crashing down

In another story,

You could have been the heroine

It could have been a fairytale

You could have flaunted rosy cheeks,

Instead of fading into pale

Grasping for air,

In a room full of cyanide

It's only a matter of time,

Before it all comes crashing down

Hoping for, for a miracle

And I waited here to watch you

Watch you brace yourself

For when it all comes crashing

And you think

That they might cry

But you, you will be careless

You'll be an angel,

Busy learning how to fly

Never sleep and never rest,

Not with those cramps

Inside your chest

Never without nightly sin,

Atropine, your heroine

Grasping for air,

In a room full of cyanide

It's only a matter of time,

Before it all comes crashing down

Hoping for, for a miracle

And I waited here to watch you,

Watch you brace yourself

For when it all comes crashing