You are the piece of me
I wish I didn't need.
The touch of the devil
That burned my soul.
We’re crashing
Like hurricane waves,
But there’s always
The eye of the storm
That makes me stay.
Our love is insanity.
You're the straitjacket,
I’m the innocent prisoner.
We’re going to end tragically
Because you just sit
And watch us die.
I’ve been chasing endlessly
Only wanting you to see
That I just might be in love.
You’re blinded by fear.
Only afraid of what we might be.
You show it every day
When I look into your eyes.
I can’t believe
We held on tight,
Like skinny jeans against thighs.
You may be oblivious
To what is going down.
I’ll just sit here and wait
For this road to turn around.