Sometimes I feel like a lighter,
With no fuel to spark a flame,
I guess I'll be no use to you,
And that may never change,
"I'll forget you I will,"
The broken-hearted sing,
Gunfire in the Winter,
Broken bottles ring,
You got higher in the summer,
I still called you my queen,
And every piece of you and me,
Are frozen in the spring.
Jan 4, 2016
Jan 4, 2016 at 11:10 PM UTC
Sometimes I feel like a lighter,
With no fuel to spark a flame,
I guess I'll be no use to you,
And that may never change,
"I'll forget you I will,"
The broken-hearted sing,
Gunfire in the Winter,
Broken bottles ring,
You got higher in the summer,
I still called you my queen,
And every piece of you and me,
Are frozen in the spring.
