[lying angels] - Chapter 1

I love the freckles across your shoulders
as I breathe in your scent
it's just air in these lungs
and they're failing
give me one more night
to think
with my head in my hands
I'm not sure I want you
this deep in my skin

you'd carry my soul in
your basket of reeds
as if I were the infant Moses
oh, my queen in the water
white linen
and floating lotus petals adrift
at your fingertips like a slave

your hair draws me in like hell with ribbons
the devil in your soft cries
as I writhe under you
my angel with the sweet lies

You make me want the devil in you
with bright wings like that
I can do not but pray
my faith has brought me naught but pain
you break me like a Job
the pillars of my home falling
under the might
of your lips

I'd let you carry my heart
if
I thought I wouldn't be
just another notch in your head board
another impression on your carpet
the sheets are wrinkled
and you've got to go early in the morning
so I just lay there and
catch my breath
I'm not sure if you're worth
the trouble I'm going to be in

you've done your damage
and I've left myself somewhere
nail marks deep in my skin
I'm not sure if you're worth
the trouble I'm in