Told me you were scared of love
I claimed I was too
I hit my head against the ceiling
And I told you the truth
Told me you were scared to die
I claimed I was too
You bit your fangs into my neck
When you broke me the news
Well that night we were done
Jack daniels in our veins
And the smoke in our lungs
Fell head first down the stairs
And the bruises on your legs
were there to stare
at you in the morning
when you woke up
to remind you of what you’d done
and those picture frames
will never be the same
after all they’ve seen us do.
And you fell down first off my seven story bunk bed.
Cracked your head against the floorboard and I wished you were dead
You like to think you’re made of stone
But little do you know, paper covers rock
(so snort another pill
smoke until you feel
drink him down until he looks like me
and im burning these bridges
faster than I can build them.)
(I am a monster)
When you make your way back to Sarasota,
With holes in your pockets and sand in your shoes.
I hope this song
Still lingers on your tongue
Like the cigar we shared
Told me you were scared of love,
I claimed I was too...more
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