Miho, you're an angel. You're a saint
You're Mother Theresa. You're Elvis
You're a god
And if you've shown up minutes earlier, we'd still have Jackie Boy's head
— Get out of my life once and for all, or I'll bash your teeth in.
— If you can't love me... hate me. If you can't forgive me, punish me. Make me hurt like I've hurt you.
I call her every foul name there is. She makes my name sound like music. Like a chant to some dark god. She's slippery with sweat. Before long, my hatred is spent, but she won't let go.
My warrior woman. She almost yanks my head clean off
Shoving my mouth into hers, it hurts
An explosion that blasts away the dull gray years between the now and that firey night when she was mine
A hard top, with a decent engine, and make sure it's got a big trunk
I'll always love you, baby
Always
And never
We finish off the bottle, letting its liquid darkness fill us both.
They can kill me too. I ain't putting up with that.