Murder on your car's hands.

I can feel your eyes,
every damn time they burn my body.

its like a hate,
but i know you love me.

you'll repeat this love.
and i'll take it more.

a frusteration exploding in hues of red.
an obsession with color.
in this world where it shouldnt exist you say.

I finished speaking 30 minutes ago.
and your still venting.
i go off in short fumes.
but your never ending.

I'm letting this silence in my head wash away,
what i've done, and said.

your bringing it back.
and the past we can't forget,
you wont drop.

let me live up to my standards.
cause that bloody hand print is drying.
this murder isnt done.
cause the cleanup is yet to come out.

The CSI will catch us, they dont just say
"murder" and check it off.
they look for your motive baby,

and your not looking for mine.
ignore your prejudices for moments,
and ill show you what is there.

cant give you the mirror, it'll shatter at the lies.
starting over,
training the baby.

saving lives.