Eaten.

It's a lie,
everything you've told me is a lie.

Every time,
every time that mouth of yours move
I don't know if I have to believe or doubt,
because that magical voice that you have
might poison me with lies,
nothing but lies.

Nothing else matters when I talk to you,
I have to listen carefully,
I have to watch those lips move,
I have to listen to the sounds you make,
I have to embrace them,
understand them,
and when I realize they're lies,
I do nothing but smash them.

Maybe your words weren't the lies I heard,
Maybe it was all in my head,
I've might have trusted you,
because the truth is
I want your lies to be mine,
I want to have them for me,
I want you to stop telling everybody
that you are theirs,
because you are all mine,
all mine, nothing theirs.
Accept it or leave it.

I love you with all my might,
I love your lies,
your poison, your voice,
those venenous eyes too,
and the way you move your lips.
I've been stalking the prey,
And now I want to catch you,
and eat you alive.