i fell asleep on your lips once again the taste of pomegranate and champagne yet morning mimosas couldn't water down the pain from sunrise to sunset your body wrapped around me and i'm still waiting to feel alive sin and yang crooked charcoal paintings on pearl white walls hang a mix of blue and violet i sat in darkness hearing the teardrops fall asleep in my arms but your warmth wasn't enough to reach my freezing heart mistake dropped down my lips you wiped my sins with your soft fingertips
the thing is, my past is an eclipse and constantly looking back gave me scars on my sterling skin and made me blind to nights of sin