the weather matches my heart today i am sick, i am cold i want to hide away in my skin deeper than i already do
you got me at the worst time how did you not feel it? how our hands fit perfectly was it only my heart that set on fire when our bodies pressed together? i thought you felt it i thought it took friction to make sparks
my eyes have this sting that makes me see your face on every body on spring garden road atleast the sky is crying for me or else no one else would