Attachment

I'm so sick of all of your demons
Their coming for me 
And I wouldn't know how to free them 
You bring them around like poison perfume 
Choking me out 
Till my body turns blue 

Their misshapen and screaming 
As we kiss in the shadows 
Telling me their clinging 
To all that I will know 
Hiding in alley ways and odd places in the street 
I want you, but they want me

Living as a therapist to all of your pain 
How can I cure you, when I'm living the same?
Crying and screeching all In my ears 
I love you, but they are still near 

I want to give you my heart 
But I know if I do 
They'll tear it apart 
They want me to bless them 
But I'm not a saint 
I'm just a woman 
With a face full of paint