Target Practice

Target Practice

I've got ten stars counting down to zero on my wrist
Explode like alpha centauri when I make a fist
I gave you my secrets you earned just cause you exist
Now everything left is locked up but it won't be missed

Slam my heart against the fucking wall
Bullseye
"Grow apart" happens to us all
Don't lie

I flip through all the photos and I gaze at all the faces
It's not so easy for anyone to get in my good graces
Don't know what I'm doing still perusing your myspaces
Obsessed with your new piercing and all the precious time I've wasted

Hang my heart proudly on your wall
Beside your reindeer head
"Grow apart" happens to us all
But what you really mean is "dead"

This is all a game to you
Each "I love you" is the same to you
My usless heart
Safety pinned
To my skin
You win

Slam my heart against the fucking wall
Bullseye
"Grow apart" happens to us all
Don't lie

Hang my heart proudly on your wall
Beside your reindeer head
"Grow apart" happens to us all
But what you really mean is "dead"