Slow this right down
Don’t burn it out
Don’t let it show
Oh but my heart is racing
To hold your gaze then
Let it go
Take me, take me back to your bed,
I love you so much that it hurts my head.
I don’t mind you under my skin,
I’ll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in.
Well you’re my favourite bird and when you sing
I really do wish you’d wear my ring.
No matter what they say, I am still the king
And now the storm is coming, the storm is coming in
I haven’t been jealous in so so long - why am I feeling it creeping back?
I wish I knew more about your past. Have you been in love before? Who’s the “one that got away”? Would you still drop anyone and anything if they said the word? Do you have one at all?
I can’t ask you any of these things because I’m scared of your answer.
You scare me.
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