Cucaloma songfic (My Heart Is The Worst Kind Of Weapon)

I spent most of last night dragging this lake
for the corpses of all my past mistakes
sell me out - the joke's on you
we are salt - you are the wound

Cucali threw her head back and laughed. "Why the fuck would I wanna travel with you?!"

"This game is cruel, Cucali. It's better to travel together..."

"As if you could help me!"

empty another bottle
and let me tear you to pieces

"Why would I want a fuckin' plaything who's already been worn out?"

Paloma took a step back. "That, that won't work on me, Cucali."

"You grew a spine when I weren't lookin'? You don't care if I don't give a fuck about you?"

Cucali looked into Paloma's eyes. The hurt was obvious.

"Didn't think so. Get outta here."

this is me wishing you
into the worst situations
I'm the kind of kid
that can't let anything go

But Paloma didn't leave. She kept following Cucali, and Cucali didn't chase her away.

Not bodily, at least.

"Leave me the fuck alone," Cucali growled in the aftermath of their last battle. "You're stealin' my kills."

"I wouldn't have interfered if it wasn't going for your back, Cucali."

"I can handle myself!"

but you wouldn't know a good thing
if it came up and slit your throat

One night, Paloma pushed too far. Cucali launched herself at her, knocked her over and sat on her chest, her hands around her throat.

Such a familiar position.

"Don't you ever imply I pity you again." Cucali's voice came out in a low growl. "Don't you dare."

Paloma just looked up at her, gaze level and trusting. "Don't you?"

"No! I don't give a shit about you!"

"Then why is your grip so loose?"

Your remorse hasn't fallen on deaf ears
rather ones that just don't care

"Look," Cucali said later, "just leave me alone. I don't give a shit."

"That's funny, because it sure seems like you care."

"You're just seein' what you want to see, you crazy bitch."

cause I know
that you're in between arms somewhere
next to heartbeats
where you shouldn't dare sleep
Now I'll teach you a lesson
for keeping secrets from me

"You fucking idiot," Cucali snarled, pulling Paloma close. "How long have you been injured?"

"Since... since the last fight."

"Why didn't you tell me?!"

"I thought you didn't care..."

"Shut the fuck up, I've gotta treat this before it gets infected."

"Cucali..."

"Don't you EVER hide anything from me, got it?"

Take your taste back
peel back your skin
and try to forget how it feels inside

"You idiot, you're just going to keep getting hurt around me."

"Isn't that always the way...?"

"You should just forget how you feel about me. Leave. I don't want you."

"Then why..."

"Shut up!

you should try saying no once in a while
oh once in a while

"I don't mind if you hurt me," Paloma whispered, looking away. "So long as you pity me."

"Would you listen to yourself?! Fuck it, what am I gonna do with you?"

And did you hear the news?
I could dissect you
and gut you on this stage
not as eloquent as I may have imagined
but it will get the job done (you're done)

"How much do I have to break you to get you to fuck off?"

"You... you've run out of excuses, Cucali. I know you must care."

"What do I keep tellin' you about sayin' that?! You're worthless! Garbage! Scum! I don't want your pity!"

Paloma looked away. "Fine. If, if that's truly what you want."

She picked herself up and left.

Cucali didn't know what to feel about that.

every line is plotted and designed
to leave you standing
on your bedroom window's ledge
and everyone else that it hits
that it gets to
is nothing more than collateral damage

An explosion rocked the side of the giclops just as it was about to bring its sword down on Paloma.

"You fuckin' idiot! What do you think you're doin', pickin' fights you can't win?!"

"... Cucali! You followed me?!"

"Look out for the big guy, you moron!"

Together they brought it down.

Take your taste back
peel back your skin
and try to forget how it feels inside
you should try saying no once in a while
oh once in a while

"Thanks, Cucali..."

"Shut up. I was just passin' by and I heard you screamin' like a wriggler. You know how loud you shout? Hurts my fuckin' ears."

"But, but you saved me! Again!"

"Don't you dare mention it. To anyone."

"I won't..."

"You're comin' with me until I can turf you off on someone."

"You really want me with you...?"

"Hell no! But you're too hopeless to leave alone!"

"I... I see."

"Quit smilin'. I know what you're thinkin'."

"And I think I know what's on your mind, too!"

"That you're a stupid idiot? Yeah, pretty easy to guess!"