These words are broken
He knows I don't make sense
The skeleton is dancing in my closet
He dance along, your eyes on me
What is serene in this cold downpour?
I've been cheating my way through the storm
With your heart in my hands
Mine on my sleeves
A needle and thread to fix and mend
Your lips twitched, his voice calm
I am made of nothing new
The red I am wearing is blood all along
This is the worst of me
Hush me down
Would you kiss me this way?
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