Sideways Bonnie You Were my Eric and I was your Dylan Your Leopold to my Loeb An anti-social sort of social butterfly And we smiled all The fucking while there was that broken arm And my broken nose And helplessness of our Love More passion and Pain than Puppy love and reprogrammed thought. The air in my lungs The #life to Your death Emotionless robots On a path to nowhere we walked the walk Before we knew To talk the talk Sad distant eyes Going nowhere but there was bliss There was euphoria and there was me and You A sideways Bonnie looking for a Barrows out but we ran amuck in the chaos of Ourselves and we lost one another in the fray The harshest fall is realities call We were young and not quite As immortal as our dreams You're the chaos in my eyes Every bad decision I've made from There to here And you molded me Formed me And groomed me For the fall. Leopold always needs a Loeb. and there's something to be said about a Carl Solomon in the dark Where would I have been A Klebold all alone #ToxicLove