I've spent my last nights strung up and pulled tight. Holding out, sleeping proud. An answer comes without a please: 'Do what you want.'
Hushed with a finger. Don't say you'll never when you may, or just another time. This poison comes instruction free. Do what you want, but I'm drinking.
I wonder why I'm so caught off guard when we kiss. Would rather live my life in regret then do this. What happened to the love we both knew? We both chased? Hanging on a cigarette, you need me, you'll burn me...
Lie, lie better next time, stay on my side tonight.