I eased you from the worldly fire with my heart;**  *so you didn't have to feel the burn without love before my own flames ignited.

I was settled for in my relationship and he loves me, he loves me.
I can't shake the feeling that I'm second best, and he loves me, he loves me.
He looks at me but I'm not the prettiest, but he loves me, he loves me.
I know in my heart that he loves me, he loves me.
But I'll always know deep in my soul, I was settled for.

i may be a demon.
i honestly think we all are.

but its the person that exorcises you,
that shows you love and forces you to fall.

My heart,
Raw and beating.
Your hands,
Warm and tender.
You won my heart,
And now you hold it in your hands.
It is yours.

You may tug on its strings,
Yank me this way or that.
You may push on its veins,
Tingle and jolt me at your will.
You may drop it on the ground,
Watch as I shatter,
Broken.

Or you may caress it,
See as it grows and strengthens.
You may feed it,
With kisses and kindnesses.
You may watch the fire leap beneath it,
It will not burn you.

This is the fire of my love,
It is warm, but raging—
With passion, with pride.
Because of all those who could capture my heart,
I am glad it was you.

There is no one to whom I would rather entrust my heart.
Take it—
It is yours.
Take me—
I am yours.

She was awfully pretty, and it felt awfully right,
but she was a bird, and he was nothing more then a kite.

Get tired of me like it always goes.
Tired of me and my ways
Of pretending you truly care for
Me, me, the one who's too dull, too plain for anyone
Like a faded dream, a dead star.
It always happens, these words and stories don't matter to anyone.
Always just wishing for more, and all I'll never have
Goes past me as a reminder that I am not enough.

Our relationship is always a give and take,
except I always give,
and you always take.