Friday, December 10, 2010

Layed Up

A night so still like the one we share,

It could break my heart, if I pretended to care.

You breath so heavy, when we part,

I wonder if you’ll make it, I can’t tell from the dark.

Pull me back from outer space

Let me leave lip stick marks all over your face.

 

Quick love, is a safe love.

Get behind a wall before you’re backed into a corner

A trip to the coroner,

Layed up with a fever, til it burned you out.

Quick love, is a safe love.

Get behind a wall before you’re backed into a corner.

 

I thank you, I thank you, for the wonderful time,

The chemistry is real, and so are the smiles.

Keep this, as a souvenir,

Of that one night memory, we were the only ones here.

Pull me back from outer space,

Let me leave lip stick marks all over your face.

 

Quick love, is a safe love.

Get behind a wall before you’re backed into a corner

A trip to the coroner,

Layed up with a fever, til it burned you out.

Quick love, is a safe love.

Get behind a wall before you’re backed into a corner.

 

The morning comes quicker than my regret.

If only I’d not been warned before we met.

Love is such a promise fulfilled by so few,

I don’t trust you, but I love you, it’s not me it’s  surely you.

Have fun, in this web, this tangled mess,

Of hand-holding heartbreak that never ends.

 

Quick love, is a safe love.

Get behind a wall before you’re backed into a corner

A trip to the coroner,

Layed up with a fever, til it burned you out.

Quick love, is a safe love.

Get behind a wall before you’re backed into a corner.

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