porcelain

She's not talking to me
she's talking to herself
and I know
it's fucking sad
she's in love with someone
that doesn't exist
her soft lips
that green eyes
I can't say no
ever
then she comes
lick my ears
and my neck
kiss my soul
show me
the paradise
for
a second
then
just run
never say
goodbye

and I know
it's fucking sad

I can remember
through her eyes
she was smoke
porcelain pieces

and I know
it's fucking sad