Further
Mistakes
Things will be different this time. Just come back and you'll never have to hurt again, I swear. All it takes is three knocks on the door and I'll answer with two little words from my mouth to your ears, "I'm sorry."
We all make mistakes, but these will fade. I'll fix them with my own two hands, you won't have to do a thing. I'll bandage the new wounds, and I'll even hide old scars.
Just... I can't take this. Every time I blink I see your pale face. The blue of your lips, the fog in your once hazel eyes. Every time I hold my breath, your voice fills my head. Baby, I need you next to me... I need your hand on my hip pulling me closer in the middle of the night. I need your heart pounding against my chest, and the salty taste of your lips fresh on mine.
We all make mistakes, but these will fade. I'll fix them with my own two hands, you won't have to do a thing. I'll bandage the new wounds, and I'll even hide old scars.
Just... I can't take this. Every time I blink I see your pale face. The blue of your lips, the fog in your once hazel eyes. Every time I hold my breath, your voice fills my head. Baby, I need you next to me... I need your hand on my hip pulling me closer in the middle of the night. I need your heart pounding against my chest, and the salty taste of your lips fresh on mine.