Inside your bedroom. We stopped counting the days . Lost in the rhythm. Physical silence. No need to speak a word. Lay here beside me. Don't wanna move to fast. Your lips and the flasks . Sippin' on y
Y smoking. Catching my breath. I can feel my skin burning. You light the fire in me. Got no regrets. Can't forget. You got me wrapped around it. You feel me, your body wrapped around me. Good mistakes
Oh here you are, face to face in this trashy bar . Another glass and I'm going places. Makes me laugh, about the irony of everything . I like the way you're thinking. I don't really care about music o
There are stains on your photo. Little cracks on your rusty frame. Stuck in the muddle. But it's okay. I don't have the pieces of your home. Buried in the flashbacks. But all these wicked nightmares h
