when sober is the new drug,nni'll be that little cut festering beneath your clothes.nndo blood and tears make you feel less alone?nnin the garden where you sleep,nndid you hear the statues crying out your name?nni walk dead, dragging my hand against buildings as i pass,nnsoaking up red and green from the envy that i feed.nnturn the picture frames down,nnand you can cross out each face's eyes.nnno one lives here.nnthey just leave, cheat, steal, or die.nnnnyour skin pale as snow in dead winternnpressed up against my lips.nnshe said her heart for me would beat forever,nnhow soon you forget.nnnni tried to plant a seed where nothing would grow,nnthis has all grown so cold.nnand a memory of a summer scenennhas faded into the cold.nnnnmy head against your chest,nnyour foot tapping against the ground.nnto fill the absence of sound in a room without heatnnand the void of a heart beat,nnyou're a void of a heart beat.nnnni just burned down the source of a thousand emotionsnnwasted on you and never again i'll think of...