sugar wings

And then you flashed me that dammed smile. The smile that reminded me I'd go to the end of the universe if only to be by your side.

The problem with dedicating your life to something is figuring out what to do with yourself after it turns it's back on you.

If I could take it all back I swear that I would pull you from the tide.

Sometimes those who are discarded are the most in need of love.

How's it feel to be forever haunted by your past, but dreading what the future holds for you?

Do you have enough love in your heart, to go and get your hands dirty?

If I must become a monster so others don't, then so be it.

But, God, we almost had it all... but I got chains and you got wings...

How could I go home when I feel like I belong in your arms?

but when I'm underneath your teeth it feels just like home

I want to steal your pain with my lips and seal it in the cage in my chest.

Do I look like something you can put in a fucking cage?