Benefits Pt. 2 [Liar Liar]

Illusive
like the next moment isn't chock-full to the brim with all the delights of
    a fight you can't fight
Vision painted white and I could kill you where you stand
    with just one hand
And you think maybe I should

Don't remember what the walls looked like when I was finished
Practice having better memories
Leave the rest to me
I can carry the weight of that guilt on my shoulders
I can separate his head from his shoulders
Just say the word

I am not a violent man
But violet is such a pretty colour and I am vicious
like your eyes
They keep saying
I'm delusional but how could I have dreamt up someone
    with blood as warm as yours?
When every fear I've ever had has so far been unfounded
The only ones that have found any ground in me
    are yours