everything is ******* tainted by the taste of your lips by the memory of the words you used the way you painted a picture in my brain an eclipse of life and love it filled me up and now that its done i get an uneasy feeling when i hear a song she says she likes the way her eyes flutter in the light the way i imagine they do when she looks at you the way you held her like you do and i feel sick, too sick i hit pause and its a shame