A Jealousy Issue: "Burning Butterflies" Lyrics

a note to self 

i vow to purge you both of your warmest thoughts 

and strike you down with this hateful gaze 

with these words i wish you the worst 

with these words i promise poison 

beware this bitter breath 

for it brings arsenic 

beware this artic stare 

for it will pierce you like icicles 

this is as happy as i'll ever be 

cold and comfortable in these sour times 

what do you expect 

what do you want from me 

this bitten lip can draw no more blood from me 

these carved smiles can heal so quickly 

it's time to slice her heart from your sleeve 

i desire destruction 

when will it collapse