Cause when I look in the mirror I hardly recognize the person intently staring back, and I wonder if this is the one you want. She sure doesn't look like much, I say. In the early morning she looks tired and lost. Another night with dreams of falling, endlessly, waking up bathed in sweat and a racing heart.
Perhaps I don't recognize myself because I can't find myself in your eyes and I'm at a loss, this is not us.
I'd ask you to bruise my wrists again if I could. I'd ask you for so much.
Perhaps I don't recognize myself because I can't find myself in your eyes and I'm at a loss, this is not us.
I'd ask you to bruise my wrists again if I could. I'd ask you for so much.
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Viagra? Never needed it.
Pretty girls who want to pull on my hair all night long is pretty much all the stimualtion I need.
I will have to have that Gatorade though as I plan on doing a LOT of sweating for you.
*gives you moar, MUCH moar*