Think you could make me fall in love, If I just let you try long enough, one day my teeth will be strong enough then i'll bite you back.
Losing sleep has made you thin, i can see the bones right through your skin but you sill got a gunners grip and i'm hanging from your waistline
These bullets are less than hurt words
Are you a liar
Are you alone
Will you let me go
or hold me with your withered hands
Are you set in stone
Will you break if i try to bend you
Will your body turn into sand
or will you stand up until the sun stops shining
We sleep in like the world is dead, in this apartment that you've painted red, like the passion you felt inside your head or the pain i've known so long
You helped me re-learn how to live and you took all i had left to give, you twisted and you turned it in, til i had nothing left
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