Buster Keaton

Lyrics

I tried sewing my lips up But I suck with a needle I poked and bled And this is what you said "Do you need help?" Life has no meaning I stood there stupefied by your pretty face And spitting blood onto your shirt and your pretty face I said, "I might love you" Then I shook and wailed Tore into myself I'm so sick of learning how to love Fuck that Love is a true bitch All my friends say "You just need to learn how to be yourself" They don't know that I'm nothing but the blood running down your pretty face I'm scared I might love you In the backstage vanity I look like Buster Keaton A husk, a drag And if I can be brusque That's what you want One day we all die And if I never see your face again The vanity will always show me what you left behind I know I do love you