i want to be with you
but the sun isn't heart-sweet warm and
the way you say i'm sorry hurts even more
than why you are sorry
i want to be with you and draw with
blue chalk on the road
the people are already hating
us because we painted
"if this is our home, we're homeless" with
orange graffiti on a white wall
i want to be with you
looking at the houses that never changes
looking at the young kids acting like adults
you will laugh you will kiss my neck and tell
me that one day i will see myself just as
beautiful as you think i am, now i laugh
i threw away my heart last summer
but it was not until yesterday i cleaned up
the blood on my mother's doorstep
i want to be with you
but my body is a purple place and boys like
you belong to a beautiful refined world where
i wont be able to breathe without crying  
i want to be with you, but i can't lose myself
once again