Spit you out.

I want to swallow you up, babe.

So you can fix every crack.

Promise, I won't snap your spine,

with my fatal chomp.

Patch up every hole.

Crawl around and help me.

From the inside out.

Work until your fingers bleed.

Sew up my heart and make it whole.

Love me where I hurt.

Too bad you can't cure my mind.

It's not your fault I won't let you in.

You can't reach anyways.

So,

I'll spit you out and leave you to break down in my stomach acid.

I don't need another loose peice inside.

Sorry, babe my brain makes the decisions.

Not my heart.