May 2018
He's sweeter than you
All he does is want to spoil me
And I'm drowning
All I've ever wanted
And I'm suffocating
All he does is want to spoil me
And I'm drowning
All I've ever wanted
And I'm suffocating
Maybe a toxic hand around my neck was always better at reminding my lungs how precious truly air is. Maybe you were the right poison for me all along.
