Stitches

I thought that I'd been hurt before. But no one's ever left me quite this sore. Your words cut deeper than a knife. Now I need someone to breathe me back to life.Got a feeling that I'm going under. But I know that I'll make it out alive.If I quit calling you my lover. Move on.You watch me bleed until I can't breathe. Shaking, falling onto my kneesAnd now that I'm without your kisses. I'll be needing stitches. Tripping over myself. Aching, begging you to come help. And now that I'm without your kisses. I'll be needing stitches.Needle and the thread, Gotta get you out of my head.And now that. I'm without your kisses. I'll be needing stitches.

16.5.17 18:39

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