dejavu

And i wonder
If youll see the beauty in my pain
If youll see that im still beautiful with my scars
And that youll kiss the broken teacup i have crumbled to be
That youll lick the tea clean and tell me to be free
Be the demon to my salvation
Let me summon you on my altar of misery
Take my soul, take it all, take it and run, run far away
Lock it in pandoras box and leave me hollow
Reach far into the emptiness and pull out my burnt heart
Dispose of it
As long as you can see the beauty in the ashy arteries
Yet im ashamed, im not your sweet-heart
I never will be, my heart was burnt long ago
Let it be the kindling to your fire
And watch me as im set ablaze