Burts bees mint lip balm, I can still feel it, smell it, as if it were on me,
And I sit there and watch her overly apply it on her lips, I can feel the presence of
Innocence and bike riding up the winding trails towards Kensington and
there should have been a sign that told me to stop where I was going, to prevent
me from traveling to a different state of mind where affection was insignificant
and where losing myself was a crime