Shameless boys and cigarette butts
Burnt my porcelain skin and singed my heart
Spent years betting on losing horses
Just to feel some dopamine
But oh, young Brenton, he had a charm
A voice of musk and a scent of vanilla
Strapped me onto long motorcycle rides
Oh, dear God, what'll he do next?
His caress, rebellion type of prowess
It nearly strained my lungs to death
The light of day may be ugly and stained
But with him, I'm in a long and deepened sleep...
It's as if I'm a corpse with movement
The way he numbs my labyrinth mind
Testing my senses of separation
Icy cold to heart, yet sizzling to touch
When I see u i feel something right inside of my heart,
I try to act different like I don't care,but I really hate being apart,
I know I've changed and you have too but is it for the good,
Cuz one thing that will never change i loveu dont even know if it could,
All I'm saying is like brenton wood is take another chance on me,
Cuz my love is way to strong for me to leave things the way that they be,
It's really frustrating and makes me mad but I know I am to blame,
I treated us and I was wrong and acted like it was a game,
If people know that they hate to lose then games they shouldn't play,
There is a saying that u don't know what you have until it is taken away,
And after all this happens to u and then you are all alone wondering if you can get it back or is it 4 ever gone.
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