it takes than glue to heal all wounds
will you stitch smiles onto all my scars?
feeling fragile pulses beneath bruised skin
shadow framed cheeks from the harsh sunlight
hearts thump to the deadbeat in a cemetaries
i love those mornings where we stay in bed till 4 in the afternoon
and we are so caught up in each other we dont know where you start and i end
i want nothing more than to be wrapped in your skin
ive wasted so many words and fucked it up when ive only meant well
to tell you the truth you are something of a mystery and i was enthralled from the beginning
i wish you would only smile when you meant it and i wish you would sleep better
dreams with me and you under city lights, even if the skylines are different
"it aint love but its got the same rush from heart to crotch"
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