INspiration
Her lips taste so sweet It's either her cherry lip gloss or the revenge she's getting with me I wouldn't call it uplifting, but it certainly wasn't bad Being the revenge is better than being the victim Does that make me just as bad? When you know it's going to burn like rays on her pale skin And they probably have more blood in their face than I do right now An hour old Starbucks cup has more warmth than this hole in my chest Feeling good never felt so bad as her fingernails across my back, my neck and her breath She's got this whole bed set's 800 threads whispering and counting our regrets Don't tell me I didn't warn you...












