Right from the start,
you were a thief, you stole my heart.
And I, your willing victim.
I let you see the parts of me, that weren't all that pretty;
And with every touch you fixed them.
Now you've been talking in your sleep,
Things you never say to me.
Tell me that you've had enough
Of our love, our love.
It's in the stars, it's been written in the scars on our hearts.
Oh tear ducts and rust,
I'll fix it for us.
We're collecting dust, but our love's enough.
We're no broken, just bent. &we can learn to love again.
No comments:
Post a Comment