You are one of those people that should be called "angel"
But you're the devil and for you I would fail
Short hair for your hands and my skin for your lips and my laugh for your lies
My neck for your teeth and your breath full of blight and your claws for my eyes
My heart is yours and everyone elses and made of gold and soft breathes
Youre heart is dead and makes you want to beg and walk and leave
I'll touch your soul and you'll break mine because you can
And I will give you my heart and my love and my pain and you'll throw them
To the black and running dogs of your fears and desinterest
It will hurt me but you won't care and it's for the best
Because without me you are broken and without you I'm a loner
I need you to breath and you need me to live, to fly, to be closer
You will never say "I love you" because it can be a promise or some curses
And I know I will fall from the sky and burn my wings and hurt my heart for those verses
For you and your beating and bleeding and pulsing heart I will just be faithful
Because you and me and me and you we are angels.