Drive my hearse on home
Racing against those lips
Lest I forget
The way her oversized shirt slips off a slender shoulder and falls
And I fall
I'm falling, I'm failing
I'm falling in love
I want her, want me
Want us to be
But it's better this way
Let the wound stay open
Whirling skin
Dancing spots over closed eyes
Drunk faded body high
F*ck that's good this touching, elbows rubbing mine
Grind, mouth dry
Feel the weight of my stomach
So fine, she's so fine
I want her, want me
Want us to be
But it's better this way
Let the wound stay open
Never knowing
The cauterizing steel of
Sexual catharsis
Let our skins touch and explode and explode
I want her, want me
Want us to be
But it's better this way
Let the wound stay open
I want her, want me
Want us to be
But it's better this way
Let the wound stay open