Oh darling,
come speak of every little thing you've bottled up
we've got all the time in the universe
is it a thousand different fears or
the masks you've plastered to your rotten flesh

we've got space on this lonely stage,
don't be afraid, the shadows are silent
come, speak

it might be too much,
words as weapons they always work
but I'd stay

till the end of time,
I'd breathe sweet-nothings on your back
nothing matters anymore,
'cause my paradise is you

you're a different shade of *******-up
but I like boys bad or good
as long as it's you

**c.s wondering