On the Floor

On the Floor

Take 
Back
Your empty promises
And
Snort them in lines
and when the tomorrow comes
Its time to feast

I wont try
To help
Anymore
 [bad word] 

I 
I won't try to help you
Line of cocaine will fix hearbreak

You only stay for a while
before the night fades
the ghost with your pretty face

My defenses falling down
Ever slow
it's all we always
always finding
on the floor

More more drugs
let's
lets waste ourselves away

Say 
We lying on the floor

Why our souls 
have eroded
I can't stand no more

And now it' time to say
I 
I held these words
so long
to spit at you
You never cared