[Eternal]

These scars will fade away but never disappear, my dear.
We'll raise our fists like lightning to rods to god and
if he strikes us down,
then he strikes us down.
but first, let him hear us speak:
we are like the legacy of thunderstorms
we watched and swore in doorways,
"We will never be the same again."

I can feel you healing and i hate it,
To hear the dissonance drain violently and then dissolve
Like all the songs i sang but never once could make you smile.
My god, I would kill to make you smile.
and reach out to my hands, soft and frail,
To make good on the love that you swear still exists, and still thrives
though we've buried our bodies in blood (and old lies,
like, "i'm fine" and "you look so much better than him"
But don't trust the surgeon with your heart,
she's drunk and sips from poison cups,
and don't you trust the scientist,
He says "life-is-like-a-wineglass" as he spills his drink like secrets all across your dress and says:

"My dear, I must confess, I never thought you ever knew what love was like for real.
I never thought you needed me."