Must she take cover, as just another disposable pleasure rather than sacred treasure.
Felt your breath on my back, could've sworn you were still awake. I miss her warmth everyday.
Heart filled with so many empty spaces and I'm just too young to know I can't get over anything. Well I want everything that I have never seen.
Honestly, it was a poor choice of words... thought I'd regret it, but this feeling just rips a soul to shreds. And I'll never forget it.
At times we get carried away. Leaving love letters for no one to read, not even you or me.
Despite this cold and this pain and this twisted lover's game, I see a man I could enjoy, or at least get used to if that's what is best for you.
Felt your breath on my back, are you still awake? Just wanted to tell you, 'please keep me warm everyday.'