Does it sting you? The way I look at you Because baby, you’re like alcohol to my bleeding cuts whenever you look at me
Do my kisses revive your being? Because baby, your kisses only **** me as I inhale the traces of nicotine in your breath
Do our songs make you yearn for my fingertips caressing your hands as we drive into the night? Because baby, my internals screech for your touch Baby, I hate our songs
Do you feel yourself suffocating every night? As I step out when you drop me off Because baby, I feel myself falling out of your skyscrapers and into the cold abyss of black skies
Does the word goodbye asphyxiate your lungs as you enunciate it? Because baby, my lungs collapse as my ribcage closes in to hug them when your hugs are no longer there to contain me