The Little Slug Love Song
Every time you cry
A little piece of me dies
Tearing out my heart and soul
It's too much more not to try
I could fuck you to death
But the blood takes too long to dry
No point in your last breath
You're dead already inside
But every time you cry
A little piece of me dies
Nothing really new for you
But it's too much more not to try
I still love you today
But I don't really know why
I never got any truth from you
I guess I'll live with your lies
Every time you cry
A little piece of me dies
