I tend to blow kisses between the crevices of your heart
and lace up the stitches that are keeping us apart.
you spi.ll out the words that you want me to hear
you remind me of how much this disaster is real.

trace an X over my heart
this isn't the last time you'll rip it apart
wear me tight like a locket
& slip each and every lie out of your pocket

you slowly fade away into the mist of the atmosphere.
your frail words hit me where it hurts most to feel.
I can't pretend that i've given up on you
your hands are at my throat, and i think love you too.

trace an X over my heart
[[this isn't the last time you'll rip it apart]]
wear me tight like a locket
& slip each and every lie out of your pocket

kiss away my TEARS.
chase away my fears.
pour salt into these wounds
this is a game i'm gonna have to LOSE.