I'd Burn It All To The Ground For A

I feel a sin coming on
a lipstick stained glass
shattered on the floor
an evening full of curves that you need to cling to the
Jesus bar to get around
sweet temptation burns with
the discordant notes of a guitar strung
tight
I can see it written in invisible ink
a swirl of calligraphy that has my name
swooped in the buzz of champagne-night
every wrong that tasted so right on my tongue
there's a flavour I can only blame on you
it's trickled from the tipple of
tequila in my glass
it's gentle bead runs down my chin

the lights fade to black
I pray to God to hold me back
but the smoky flavour always brings me
a dull ache
a tremor
a pulse racer

you
and the way you burn all the way down
in this one stop sordid night
I feel a sin coming on
virtue slipping the way your halo did
I try to remember who led who on
and find in my mind it was a mutual decision
to grab each other
and plough headlong off this fucking cliff

brick dust under my finger nails
as we slam into the wall
your teeth sharp
sliding through my resolve
the way your panties tore beneath my fingers

all I wanted was a couple drinks
now the room is scattered in glass and sin
you shattered me
in soft collisions and
whispered entreaties
that turned into full throated screams
you gripped me with passion
alight in my groin and you stay with me
a permanent scar

I need another drink