You know how superman is bullet-proof but his one weakness is kryptonite.
Nothing in this world could destroy him except this shiny green rock.
In my head I'm metaphorically bullet proof, I don't break.
Head held high, Heart cold to the core.
I'm scared that one day I'll wake up and realize I'm surrounded by this stupid shiny green rock which is in disguise as your love.
Your love, slowly and patiently, leaving me in ruins.
And I'm getting weaker and weaker everyday, aching for the warmth of your skin.
You know how superman is bulletproof but his one weakness is kryptonite, well I have you as my kryptonite.
With just one look, you leave me breathless, on my knees, begging for more.