Partched

She's going to make me 
Kill myself again
I swear I'll do it this time

And they will say
She was such a selfish girl
Their lips already 
Cracked by gossip
Their tongues already
Dried out by lies 

She will ask why I don't participate 
I'll wish for her to vindicate 
I'll over share my love 
Craving for her to reciprocate 

Then they will tell me 
How thirsty they are
Expecting me to keep 
My glass half full

And they will offer me 
Just enough to parch their throats

Slush metal 
 Dream Punk 
Riot girls