I can still smell your hair I can still feel your hand
this is just what you wanted i'm the product of what you lack and this is why you avoid it but now I want my heart back
now I'm closing my eyes and picturing you here still despite all the lies its myself that I fear now we're moving too fast now I'm taking it back you're a rush to the senses my favorite heart attack
you don't have an ego you just know you're the best