Our plans for a baby still have me begging baby please stay with me, we can fix this. But we both knew our love was twisted.
I poisoned us Klon after ****, and my subconscious mind knew I was a ticking time bomb.
But I couldn't abandon our intertwined love for the world, people and adventure and I knew you were my thirst quencher.
And at the time I knew your irresistible wide smile was keeping me alive so I wrapped around you like a morning glory and suffocated both of us until we were dead inside.
And at our darkest times when we were only existing and not living I still felt the flame for you when we started kissing.
You would light me like a match when you moaned in my ear and the flame would last until you came, then suddenly go out and we would both be like deer in headlights, not knowing which way to take our relationship it would be day to day where you wanted to go and I wanted to stay, and visa versa but I knew I was the one to blame.
But month after month I would blame the pills I was poppin' as I popped  them. And I could see your hope in our relationship die as I chased my pills with ***** and ***** with ***. And baby I don't blame you, you knew you had to run. Because you realized the ticking time bombs and the count down was almost done.
I shattered your heart as I shattered the bottles. And now I can't even look you in the eye because I realize all the times I made you cry.
And my hope for a baby still has me begging baby please come back to me.