Stabbed Slit Stitched
Well Acted
it's late
we danced for so long our feet feel like flying
it's cold
we shiverred for so long i felt like dying
it's all a game anyway
as we danced i realised you aren't i
and you realised i'm not me.
i'd die to watch you cry for me
i'd lie to stop you dieing for me
why can't you fucking see?
your saying sweet nothings that circulate my head
i'm dizzy
i'd prefer to fall but there's no point
you'd only break it.
after this dance i walked you home.
count the steps
at eighty it's fair to say your not worth it
From Letras Mania