i stalk your tumblr just to see how miserable you are without me
but you somehow stalk my thoughts, you're in my brain
and flowing through my veins
i can almost feel your lips on mine
and if you were wondering no,
no im not fine.

as the cigarette burns you tongue

you think about all the times you've

lost but could've loved.

if it helps heal your wounds
i'll keep my distance from you

if it helps heal your wounds
i'll move away to the moon

if it helps heal your wounds
i will move on to someone new

if it helps heal your wounds
i will stop loving you.