Deep
in my darkest corners-
Is where this junkie will always
live,
feeding on my insecurities-
Anything that I will
give.
She hides behind the facade of my smile-
She
sneaks, she prowls, she laughs.
And when things go all wrong for
me-
She begs, she cajoles, she asks.
And I push her
back into that corner-
where she hates so much to be,
Where she
can only see from my eyes-
This silent, deadly part of me.
But
when my heart is broken-
with my guard down and I'm weak.
She
comes rushing right forward-
Yes it is her turn to speak.
And
she soaks up all the pain for me-
Yes, she soothes it all
away.
She tells me the lies I need to hear-
That everything
will be ok.
Just this once she always says to me-
It
will help make you forget.
Just this once...It's ok-
Just this
once...and that's it...
just this once...