The notes I play on my guitar
sings the perfect flaws that you have,
the perfect scars you have on your skins
the perfect nose that you hated
the butterfly bat of your eyelashes
the perfect weird ways you laugh
the perfect riddled words you said.

The melody capture
the yearn of my heart
to be one with yours,
that is owned by her.

The lyrics I wrote
are the memories that we had,
the way you open your arms
to hug me
when I'm cold and distant
and the way you offer me the dance
when I was as bitter as the coffee
and made me dance like a child.

You're the lyrics that I wrote
coloured by my blue vibe,
splashed with my tears
while you're dancing with her
and kiss her pain away.