Poison pumping thru my brain
Your message, what does it contain?
You’re pointing with your poison arrow
At my heart and at my head
You’re calling me, I can listen to you weep
You cry more convincingly than Meryl Streep
And you’re flirting better than Sharon Stone
And you’re hitting harder than Rocky Stallone
You’re feeding on my brain
You’re feeding on my body
Promises you choose to break and
Every thing I must forsake and
Everything I’ll ever miss
You great me with a traitors kiss
We’re talking and talking and talk, talk, talk
You’re messing with my head…
You call on me when you’re in need
In need, indeed, indeed, indeed…
Inaccurate information
No communication… desperation
In the night you call on me
To bring you light so you can see
You’re calling me, I can listen to you weep
You cry more convincingly than Meryl Streep
And you’re flirting better than Sharon Stone
And you’re hitting harder than Rocky Stallone
You’re aiming with your poison arrow
At my heart and at my head
Expecting me to roll over
Fetch the paper and play dead
Feeding on my brain
Feeding on my body
Promises you choose to break and
Everything I must forsake and…
Everything I’ll ever miss…
You great me with a traitors kiss
We’re talking and talking and talk, talk, talk
You’re messing with my head…
You’re aiming with your poison arrow…
You’re aiming with your poison arrow…
©: depresleys, 1999, 2007