I’m not a saint, but I’ll take your pain if you need an escape Please stay, there’s a spot on my pillowcase Are you afraid? I’m sick of the way that my thoughts take shape And your energies contagious when you’re in range
I wanna be your only medicine; your sweetest sin I wanna sink my teeth into your skin; your sweetest sin
Hung by a thread that I found in my bed, it's too late to address Your sweat, clinging like the smoke of a cigarette “What’s on your neck?” I hate the question, I’ll save my breath Cause I don’t wanna give us away just yet
Pull me close, grab my throat Cause I know you can’t help yourself Rip my clothes; flaws exposed Feel my bones, think of someone else
You’re a ghost, where’d you go? You were there when I needed help We’ll never grow, without a home Lost my soul when we lost ourselvesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
