Disintegration.

Oh, I miss the kiss of treachery,
The shameless kiss of vanity,
The soft and the black and the velvety
Up tight against the side of me.
And mouth and eyes and heart all bleed
And run in thickening streams of greed.
As bit by bit it starts the need
To just let go
My party piece.

Oh I miss the kiss of treachery,
The aching kiss before I feed,
The stench of a love for a younger meat
And the sound that it makes
When it cuts in deep.
The holding up on bended knees,
The addiction of duplicities,
As bit by bit it starts the need
To just let go
My party piece.

But I never said I would stay to the end
So I leave you with babies and hoping for frequency,
Screaming like this in the hope of the secrecy,
Screaming me over and over and over.
I leave you with photographs,
Pictures of trickery,
Stains on the carpet and
Stains on the scenery.
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
When we both us knew
How the ending would be.

So it's all come back round to breaking apart again,
Breaking apart like I'm made up of glass again,
Making it up behind my back again,
Holding my breath for the fear of sleep again,
Holding it up behind my head again,
Cut in deep to the heart of the bone again,
Round and round and round.
And it's coming apart again
Over and over and over.

Now that I know that I'm breaking to pieces,
I'll pull out my heart
And I'll feed it to anyone.
Crying for sympathy,
Crocodiles cry for the love of the crowd
And the three cheers from everyone.
Dropping through sky,
Through the glass of the roof,
Through the roof of your mouth,
Through the mouth of your eye,
Through the eye of the needle.
It's easier for me to get closer to heaven
Than ever feel whole again.

I never said I would stay to the end,
I knew I would leave you with babies and everything.
Screaming like this in the hole of sincerity,
Screaming me over and over and over.
I leave you with photographs,
Pictures of trickery,
Stains on the carpet and
Stains on the memory.
Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
When we both of us knew
How the end always is.

How the end always is.

The Cure.