Saccharine Mornings (Sweetly Kills)

[Intro] Oh oh

Mm hm

[Verse 1] Small pink square

Pink square held between my thumb and my index

Tiny grains

Tapping till they tumble down away from the paper teeth

Shake it fast

Dry rattle in the ceramic room

Shake it loud

[Pre-Chorus] I rip the top

The chemicals fall

I see my face in the bitter black

Swirl it away

[Chorus] Frank said that pink dust would be my end

Frank said it would bury me

Kill me slowly

But he was wrong

Oh he was wrong

It wasn't the sweetener

It wasn't me that ended up cold

[Verse 2] Staring hard

Glaring across the heavy oak table where he sat

Empty box

Plastic bottles of Murine lying on the floor

Blue labels

Ten milliliter clear containers drained of their sting

Gulping deep

[Pre-Chorus] I rip the top

The chemicals fall

I see my face in the bitter black

Swirl it away

[Chorus] Frank said that pink dust would be my end

Frank said it would bury me

Kill me slowly

But he was wrong

Oh he was wrong

It wasn't the sweetener

It wasn't me that ended up cold

[Bridge] He's gone

He's really gone

He's finally gone

The kitchen feels wide

The air tastes like nothing at all

[Chorus] Frank said that pink dust would be my end

Frank said it would bury me

Kill me slowly

But he was wrong

Oh he was wrong

It wasn't the sweetener

It wasn't me that ended up cold