Foxing piosenki

She says, "You always smell like cigarettes And there's always whiskey on your breath But you're the best that I can do And I think I love you." Now if you want me to slow down Just tell me to slow down Because I want to be loved She says, "You don't...

Little woken warmth the only thing I loved now a suffocated soul its mother's makeup runs and rinses out the pours rings the color from her hair for what we did my love I'm sorry and who the cloth has wound was wound alone its mother crosses heart she'...

Again in summer beds We found ourselves floating Burning up into the night Tangled to tethered lines Our limbs mixing tails No longer landlocked or tired of trying To extend beyond our limited reach Because I've been wearing this albatross Around my n...

With ticking womb of wedlock soaking blood through a dogwood lung the unhinged cull of oxygen how have I been stuck here for so long? drained out a tunnel in an albatross now I'm haunted by the bird her hounds left tracks on my breath until I had no more...

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you or tell you that. But if I didn't say it, well, I'd still have felt it. Where's the sense in that? I promise, I'm not trying to make your life harder or return to where we were. But I will go down with...