the end results of so many meetings,
at late night diners with no one eating,
we sit in corners and sip burnt coffee,
count the tiles upon the ceiling,
skip this pretense and cut straight to dying,
don't pick me to keep your eyes from crying,

you said so much without even parting your lips
it's past 3am and i'm still far from sleep,
this is a habit that i can't break
you're, my only company,
i'm skipping stones.

street lights flicker like this match in my hand,
begging to strike .

and i keep repeating but this payphone tele stopped recieving,
flat out of change now i'm sure you won't accept the charges,
it's all the same cause by the morning i'll be halfway to Colorado,
or some place like that.

you said so much without even parting your lips
it's past 3am and i'm still far from sleep,
this is a habit that i can't break,
you're my only company,
i'm skipping stones down a south surburban street.

she keeps on asking "do you think it hurts much to die", "It's hurting so much more to stay alive now."
she's gonna find out how much it hurts to die.
she laced her perfume up with death, i feel it in my lungs,
so i'll pull in the deepest breath, and drop my head-

suri thought at 8:42 PM