It's dark
I... can't.. I can't see
And the walls talk
And say its not worth it
It's so not worth it
I wish I knew what happened
After you breathe, say goodbye
And they ask me why
Because the moon isn't as bright
And he doesn't look at me the same
And the summer was such a hot one
"You're gonna burn up, girl"
Oh please, please
Burn me up
Backed into a corner, she cries
They get mad when she catches their lies
Behind her back, ratta tat tat
Metal on wood, it hurts more than it should
Where to go, what to do
Up at 4am, lashes wet and thick as glue
So hot your sheets are soaked through
I want to do it
But I don't want it to hurt
But sticking around
Would be even worse
Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 12:47 AM UTC
It's dark
I... can't.. I can't see
And the walls talk
And say its not worth it
It's so not worth it
I wish I knew what happened
After you breathe, say goodbye
And they ask me why
Because the moon isn't as bright
And he doesn't look at me the same
And the summer was such a hot one
"You're gonna burn up, girl"
Oh please, please
Burn me up
Backed into a corner, she cries
They get mad when she catches their lies
Behind her back, ratta tat tat
Metal on wood, it hurts more than it should
Where to go, what to do
Up at 4am, lashes wet and thick as glue
So hot your sheets are soaked through
I want to do it
But I don't want it to hurt
But sticking around
Would be even worse
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