Next Bus To Amesville Testo

blankets covered with mascara and a choir with voicesas beautiful as you
your hair flows through my fingers as i drink you more
you intoxicate me
(i lie) in my sheets where i've faced defeat
escape to something more (i wish, what if)
i dreamt that you were mine
i dreamt that i had a spine
a spine to talk to you
lost in your makeup
absorbing your lipstick in my skin
embracing everything that you are
and what i want to be with
we could watch movies
and make out the whole time
listen to every word you'd say
spending every second of everyday
(loving you)

it's just we three
you, your boyfriend and me
one of us has to go
so i guess i'll wake up.