Jul 07, 2007 01:46
How do I keep dying just for you? You’re a dirty word my mom washed my mouth for using. It’s funny how we complicate the two. You’re a sacred heart if I’ve ever felt one.
The aeroplane is flying towards the sun and you’re another reason I can cut my ties with breathing. I carved your name in my arm just for you. You’re a dirty love if I’ve ever felt one. You’re a dirty love if I’ve ever felt one.
You’ve got a sacred plan for a catholic school boy. You’ve got a sacred heart for a catholic school girl.
Some days I wish there were two of me.