You're naked in my bed and I'm moving through my own veins
Feeling things that you're unaware my body has forgotten how to feel
Things that tucked themselves in the corners of my childhood bedroom
And hid behind a wall of blue-eyed insecure snapshots, hung by string
And laced so tightly it's been suffocating the air of out my heart

I'm so sorry that my whole life seizes when your hands are on me
And that my heart breaks when they're on someone else
Because we have made a mess out of the stickiness of my love
And you have made a mess out of me
Now scattered across these ivory sheets like little grains of sand that scratch my skin at night
Like legs sprawled across yours, and mouths that don't deserve the taste of each other

Your fingers are tracing out words, I can feel it
But I just can't feel what they are
If they're promises, apologies, endearments
Or option
D) All of the above

So I'll just let you watch me and imagine your teeth on my collarbones
While my innocence takes the trust fall into the openness of your sad eyes
And part of me will pity you because you're naked on my bed and I'm miles away
Searching for my naivety in between words I can't make out
Sitting on the tip of your tongue and holding me
Because you're naked
And I think I love you