Stories & Comets Under Waves
When every daydream
Ends with me holding your
Head under waves of a
Shoreline I've never seen
I think it's time to write
You out of this storyline
So I can breathe
Pink lipgloss and that certain
Innocence you have won't
Carry you forever, your vanity
Shines through your eyes
Are they blisters on your lips?
Do they burn when you kiss
When they burst
Will you taste this bitterness?
I think it's time to write you
Out of this storyline
So I can breathe
Pink lipgloss and that certain
Innocence you have won't
Carry you forever, your vanity
Shines through your eyes
