Please love
 [bad word] home again
Just let this one pass
there will be another

And in this laughter before the pain
Every deliberate hung by my left hand

Eyelids fludder and warm water floods my nostrils
Neck deep I cry high
Together we sleep

slouched discolored porcelain
dreaming of those elucid moments
when smiles hung high
Limbs outstretched

bad moon rising
Faucet turning
Desolation churning
Drowning in what we've [bad word] 

Neck deep I cry high
I have spilled dry for you
and you cannot fathom the notion
that it was the end of something

This is our end