This Week

this week your my favorite,
and its your flesh i want to taste
you will mean just as much as the week before

lip gloss and perfume,
empty bottles and torn emotion
nothing is left but a bigger gash

this isn't a mother fucking progression
and this is no mother fucking parade
progression
fulfillment
(whispers)not even close

this means more to me than you
and i am more
i am more
i am more than you
(whispers)more than you

cause next week i will be the same
and i wont be finding vague answers in over-used rehearsals
and when the morning comes, i will be stronger
and you will become worth less
because i am more than you
more than you
are!
more than you are!!!
(whispers) this week, and next, i am more...more than you are...