coup d'etat

your ballet shoes and broken bones are building up like building blocks they make the bridge stay straight in times of war it's holding fast to the ground it plants its roots down deep into the heart of our sad world they never heard of you my love in cities far too dark to be our home where curtains beat our field of view until we're peeping through a slit that's down your thigh that dress still blows my mind like overdoses on far to much cocaine and nicotine from the cigarettes you smoked every night in bed with me on those long impassioned nights who are you my bitter lie that i've dreamed unto the world i'm sorry still to take your heart but it seems it's mine to steal