Darling, do dare to trust me
For I am made of broken glass
From your shattered soul
And rusty nails
That seep from your insecure image

Come to me darling
Touch upon my oh so soft skin
And please don’t mind the daggers I throw
Or the broken hearts I kick along at my feet

You’re the only one for me
I won’t hurt you like all the rest
You’ll be my angel
I won’t dare to shove you into the dirt
I won’t ever make you cry

Do you know how amazing feels,
In the palm of your hands
Do you know what its like,
To have the night sky painted on your bedroom ceiling

And amazing came to me
I managed to keep him In my reach for only a few loving days
But I couldn’t bare the constant burn in my hands
As holes wore into my palms

And he was only faking
All the while he was lying next to me
On our cloud number nine

Now bury your face into the palm of your hands
And don’t you think its pretty
As your tears fall through the cracks of your fingers
The outline of your life
Slowly falling away,
Slowly falling apart,
Gradually all falling down,

 
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