Falling Out of Love
Maybe if I decide
To smoke enough weed
Or slur enough words,
If I close my eyes
And take it once again,
If I cut my skin
And see my bones,
Notice the patterns
On the insides
Of my eyelids,
Maybe then, I'll fall
Out of love with you
To smoke enough weed
Or slur enough words,
If I close my eyes
And take it once again,
If I cut my skin
And see my bones,
Notice the patterns
On the insides
Of my eyelids,
Maybe then, I'll fall
Out of love with you