i wanna kiss your face take me back to your place my mother will never know oh oh oh i'm afraid i'm gonna like kissing your girlfriend more than you i'm afraid she's gonna find out that i wanna be used by you too i'm afraid you'll hate me hanging around i hate the sound of my own sounds and i hate how your feelings drown me and thoughts of you surround me in the best possible way i've never been one for fate but there you are still standing by me
strawberry dress and clear lip gloss laying your head on a soft bed of moss the way you run off reminds me of ballet and your smile in the sun just makes my day
but you're like a nosebleed you really taste so sweet i wanna take care of you but you're no good for me i've never had a nosebleed i wish someone would hold me and sing me soft songs in their arms as i fall asleep
your scraped knees are so cute i wanna say that i love you but by now it's too late you've got a boyfriend anyways
i spend all my money on a tissue box and waste all my time on the show you watch hoping that one day soon i'll get to be the one with you
but you're like a nosebleed you taste so ******* sweet but you come with a punch to the face and you make me wanna leave this place
you're like pulling teeth it's what i need but i ******* hate you you're like a nosebleed know what i mean you taste so sweet but it's painful and just like me you want everything to be perfect but you're so unstable begging to be taken on a table you're a self inflicted injury and i've been clean for several weeks
Tiny crimson droplets mar the fabric upon which I lay I observe each individual fiber, stained, Soiled by a midnight mistake I may never be able to remove You can only scrub so much Until you must resort to bleaching things away.
Surged in the ecstasy. Catacombs she asked. I don't know where I'm going. Where's going being gone without Taken. Towards the other side. Broken on through with leisure leaving trails. And with the lover asking picture. Moving languid. Under the shirt.
I'm allergic to this I'm allergic to that I'm allergic to most foods Well, at least I'm not fat I can't stand under the sun I can't play in the rain When I stand for too long My head starts to pain I bleed from my nose I know it sounds scary There was this one time When I ate a dictionary No, I'm just kidding There's no paper left in the house I used it all to clean my nose Oh, look at your face. I think I got you aroused