the end.
the end.

I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt

Oh baby dont you know I suffer?
Oh baby can you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretences
How long before you let me go?

You set my soul alight
You set my soul alight

So leave yourself intact
'Cause I won't be coming back.
In a phrase to cut these lips,
I loved you.

Friends Only.