the rat with a broken neck

Stop My bile has sunk into the carpet floor Drill hands, i know this hurts My darling, though your tongue has fused with hers In the shape of mockingbirds Your skin is panicked pink Flushed and cut to ribbons I think it's all over My spine bent sideways I drove her car off the marina While it sinks, i say baby, i'm so scared But you tell me it's okay