Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, etc.

I would think you a dream

If I was capable of dreaming something

So perfectly sweet

And so exquisitely soul crushing

I would think you to blame

But I welcomed the "curse" you placed on me

So perfectly sanguine

I'm so exquisitely weak

I'm on the other side

Of the picture I saved of you in the

Warm golden light

Of sunset I'll never see

You're the only one who makes me feel this

Like my heart can't wait to be torn in two

I say your name three times in the mirror

But you never come through