take your time, go take your time, but go away I fantasized about this moment every moment of my life before you leave me today lift up my shirt take out your knife
another year gone by, another wasted goodbye another birthday to forget, another reason to cry another batch of memories that will forever be faded and vacated as I become more jaded is it me or is happiness overrated?
so take take take your time so take your time but go away I don't know what you think you're doing still lingering here today it's over don't you know? there's nothing more for me to say destined to be alone I guess I'll always be that way
I can still taste your body forever tattooed on my tongue what do I do with these feelings? where the hell do they come from?