You are the apple of my eye,
but this fruit's rotten to the core.
You're suffocating me in your grip,
but baby your hands are so warm.
You're a corrupt tyrant king,
and ***** tortured prisoner;
Make me your silent queen, broken cell mate,
and crying court jester.
You stroke my hair, but your hands
are on my shoulder.
You bring me to new heights but,
when I soar you grow colder.
You're sweeter than our honeymoon
phase on Valentine's Day baby.
But the dentist said your **** gives
me one year cavities.
You have no doubts, "our
dream's pristine and love is true".
Then how come my heart,
my soul, is black and blue?
I am more alone when you hold my
hand and say, "I'm here".
But I feel so sick with fear at the
thought of you not near.
It's crazy.
You're crazy.
I'm crazy.
Crazy (in pain)
Crazy (in love)
How could I go?
Why can't I leave?
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 7:54 PM UTC
You are the apple of my eye,
but this fruit's rotten to the core.
You're suffocating me in your grip,
but baby your hands are so warm.
You're a corrupt tyrant king,
and ***** tortured prisoner;
Make me your silent queen, broken cell mate,
and crying court jester.
You stroke my hair, but your hands
are on my shoulder.
You bring me to new heights but,
when I soar you grow colder.
You're sweeter than our honeymoon
phase on Valentine's Day baby.
But the dentist said your **** gives
me one year cavities.
You have no doubts, "our
dream's pristine and love is true".
Then how come my heart,
my soul, is black and blue?
I am more alone when you hold my
hand and say, "I'm here".
But I feel so sick with fear at the
thought of you not near.
It's crazy.
You're crazy.
I'm crazy.
Crazy (in pain)
Crazy (in love)
How could I go?
Why can't I leave?
