The cold in my bedroom air leaves a longing for you that these goosebumps can never figure out.
…And both would be much simpler if only our heads could figure out which way our hearts will eventually go.
Want to climb in and go for a ride?
You can discover the true depth of a relationship. Or what you’re capable of withstanding. The problem is, the more you gain, the more you stand to lose.
You better watch out,I think you’re going to be the one stuck with the bill.
…But it’s also a lot harder to clean up when it spills.
I hate that you have this fucked up hold on me.
This lonely boy refuses to be lonely anymore.
I’m rewriting this chapter, you no longer have control over my life and its story.