littlepinkstar

as of lately, he's been a muse. planting ideas that i could pen to paper and describe him... Unfortunately, I only speak one language (a bit too much if you ask around) with only one word for perfection.

tell me angel where it is you hid your halo
inquiring minds want to know
did you leave it in heaven and will they let you back in
and if i kiss you, its a sin
but if i tuck you in and taste some skin
we could smoke cigarettes and talk til dawn
until armageddon has come and gone.

and i will pull your halo from the mud
send you toward the sky while my stomach bleeds
leaving the smell of a humble midwest girl behind
just remember who can save you from yourself

this isnt a teenage fallacy
i've got grownup ideas but an adolescent ideology
but when all else fails i'll cut my tongue out with one last quip
and hold my breath until i get a goodbye kiss