Lyric The Last Kiss

hung in your room, swaying, hoping only that you ll see. all by myself, i m alone in such poor company. the deeper i think, the deeper i seem to sink. i can t stop the insects that are feeding, pull the needles from beneath my skin. i broke myself, shattered, tied a bow around every piece. you ll love the eyes. have they always shone so vacantly? the more i show the less you ll want to know. i can t stop the insects that are feeding , pull the needles from beneath my skin. now i m on display, i am becoming. hurt myself today. it s all for you do you like what i m becoming? cut myself today, it s all for you. i part the night, flashing, approaching as i watch you flee. pushed through your panes. seems i ve landed quite uncomfortably, but as i pass through souls of broken glass, i can t stop the insects that are feeding, pull the needles from beneath my skin. please don t ask me what i think, trust me, you don t want to know. please don t ask me to open up. trust me. trust me. cause i can t.