I can picture a future with anyone that runs their fingers through my hair.
call me pretty and I'm as good as yours.
with your scent on my skin you perfume me with your lust.
paint me with our futures lost
dress me in your adoration and finish with a bow
I'm your pretty little package, all set,ready to go
tie me to your side forever with your good morning text
I'm a greedy for any attention I will get.
you have always been my home, my addiction
running through my veins
you dive away the demons
and numb all of the pain
your the pleasure principle incarnate
The definition of sin
you build me up to break me down
over and over again
rip and tear till I am nothing but parts
puzzle pieces that will never fit
drag me back into your keeping
with the promise of your kiss.
