I tell myself
that you're no good for me
I wish you well
but desire never leaves
I could fight this
till the end
but maybe I don't want to win
I breathe you in again
just to feel you
underneath my skin
holding on to
the sweet escape
is always laced with the
familiar taste of poison
I don't want to be saved
I don't want to be sober
I want you on my mind
in my dreams
behind these eyes
and I want to wake up
no not...
familiar taste of poison
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