Oh god, i'm stuck.
They are hell bent on us, and i've got nothing to offer you.
My skin trembles, it wants to be used.
Oh god, i'm thrown.
I am only happy on my own.
My heart grows harder, it wants to perform.
And i only ever feel it when i wanted to be torn..
To be torn.
Like a hand held, from its first love.
Like a lost kiss, from its vain hope.
Like a grown child, from its skipping rope.
Oh god, what now?
I have ruined this, i have broken you down.
Your fingers are weathered, your eyes are full of glass.
The raindrops collide with the tears at your mouth..
At your mouth.
Where i once kissed your warm lips,
As my tongue tripped over white teeth;
Bitten soft skin, with my hands tied.
Oh god, i've strayed.
I should not have come here with the wind in my sails.
I've blown you backwards, now your heart is in pain.
And i know you don't believe me, but i'm sorry that i failed to be torn.
Like a hand held, from its first love.
Like a lost kiss, from its vain hope.
Like a grown child, from its skipping rope.
