I wear your under wear you cleaved my jacket,
Grow deep things that we can never imagine.
My head is ***** you say your thoughts are to..
Have you ever loved it too fact where you want that person?
We speak about the past and I trace what was broken,
Draw him in rage I can feel it in my stomach
We measure weight we measure love
Even though we lost a lot tonight if your down I gotcha...

How do you  know that I not turn?
How do you know that I won't leave?
Look at my actions like a verb
Like I look at you as a door with a key.