Lyrics: bedhed
Music: bedhed
Hold what I love like a knife
But it's not love I feel inside
Some just want someone to bite
I'll hold my love, it gets cold at night
Still not there, stars aren't too hard to share
Still don't care, I see you painted everywhere
(cough)
I think I need a quarantine
I rub my eyes with gasoline
If you just wouldn't be so mean
I need a friend to keep me clean
Still don't care, scars aren't too hard to share
Still not there, I see you painted everywhere