you came to me broken
little do you know
you were the pieces i was looking for

I saw her scars from the staircase, and her demons from the doorway
but I still couldn't see a reason not to welcome her in

Love is a drug
But you're one addiction I would die for

you say you missed me
but you didn't miss,
you hit the other target you were aiming at

usually i can't remember how my dreams begin, but this one is different

I remember walking you home and kissing you goodnight

is because that its not a dream at all?

or had our beginning started long before either of us knew it

take my hand, rest your head and ill rest mine, never a dark sky because my star always shines, with you by my side I can't know worries, take my hand and lets make those fairy tails our memories

we may be broke, but richer than most

ceiling caving, walls cracking, and floor crumbling, but when our fingers hug and our palms kiss, its as if our souls take a sign of relief

we could be sleeping in the gutters, but baby we'd be home