Sentimental Fool

Those ugly feelings that you bring
Sick, twisted, hungry desperation.
The moment i saw you,
I know you will be the death of me.

I loathe your eyes.
When they bore into with mine,
Thousand images come rushing,
and thousands of emotions too.

Pain that you carry draws me in
Those wounds you tried to hide so well
I want to taste them with you.

You know more than anyone else
That no angels ever stayed
Only demons do.

Scream to my chest, feel me and tear me apart
For I’m no angel,
And I love your black, black heart.