Letras

And I've been thinking
About the end of days
And I'm being dramatic but I just miss your gaze
So you want communication
I'll be so clear
I don't want to change my ways I just want you near
And you think we're moving slowly
You look so proud
But if we were together I'd tell you I love you by now
Your splintered bones
Still fill my home
But you won't take
No for an answer
Oh
I'm not a trophy
You know I'm not yours
You know you don't love me
You just think I'm
Hot
Written by: Paul Maddoc Ferguson
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