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 a 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

O, how I wish you'd come through