you kissed my palm
you kissed my palm
then my lips
then my heart
you left stains in my veins
made your words run with my blood
til i spoke them
believed them
you needn't have worried that
i'd forget
but i guess living this reminder
isn't so bad
(i sing sometimes when i bleed
how sweet the red looks
on my skin, how it looks like
you kissed my palm)
then my lips
then my heart
you left stains in my veins
made your words run with my blood
til i spoke them
believed them
you needn't have worried that
i'd forget
but i guess living this reminder
isn't so bad
(i sing sometimes when i bleed
how sweet the red looks
on my skin, how it looks like
you kissed my palm)