Theres a fire forming, not too far from here Along the east coast maybe, it resides in you, my dear Worn out on our courtesy, weve made our curtain calls Like vampire bats deprived of blood, into the New York City night we crawl And youve got a funny way of showing off your bathroom surgery You said you were just cooling down from plans of leaving me Theres something I should tell you, for we may not have much time Ive never met arms like yours The stars at night are big and bright Deep in your eyes, Miss Vincent You told me once I made you smile But we both know damn well I didnt Im not much of a jester, but Id test poisoned food for you Your majesty, youre royal blue Im loyalty, my king of pain
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 11:55:37 +0000