Those first feelings of love
I can still smell it
I can smell the black light in his bedroom
Is that weird
Like static Like an electrical fire The first time to told me I was beautiful
I could feel my eyes being in to melt
I’m not crying
Its a hallucination
And I can smell where girls left daggers in your heart
I can taste the cigarette butts outside your window
Taylor are you listening
Are we in love anymore
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 8:48 PM UTC
Those first feelings of love
I can still smell it
I can smell the black light in his bedroom
Is that weird
Like static Like an electrical fire The first time to told me I was beautiful
I could feel my eyes being in to melt
I’m not crying
Its a hallucination
And I can smell where girls left daggers in your heart
I can taste the cigarette butts outside your window
Taylor are you listening
Are we in love anymore
