We loved like rebels on begged and borrowed time
Silent nights when you slipped in and out of my mind
You and me under the same sky but galaxies apart
There's an indentation in the shape of you in my heart
Used to speak with our eyes like it was art
But now we’re speaking different tongues
Your sweet poison still filling up my lungs
Jun 10, 2025
Jun 10, 2025 at 9:44 AM UTC
We loved like rebels on begged and borrowed time
Silent nights when you slipped in and out of my mind
You and me under the same sky but galaxies apart
There's an indentation in the shape of you in my heart
Used to speak with our eyes like it was art
But now we’re speaking different tongues
Your sweet poison still filling up my lungs