“Five Finger Heart Strings”
The heat made you break a sweat, my words made me break a promise,
I forgot what you said telling me off, avoiding eyes and gift shops,
Cell phone deep in prayer, casting glances like spells, if I were an angel you’d be the bells,
I know I don’t remember,
I just don’t care wether,
The bones in your hands a tether,
Playing me way to poor,
My eyes and elbows sore,
Talking with you,
It’s a voice on a speaker,
Than my skin you could never go deeper.
- mr. darkside