Album: Her Highness
i've played with love and been burned every
time. and that's the way it goes
as i lean close to you. it's reaching out that
rhythm makes me sick. with head in hands and
hands on hips. you'll never
know what i need
cause no words pass
through tightened lips
i don't ever make it easy to
lay between my hips
it's just a small thing
calling down the rain
i've tried to make it easy
to live inside my pain
i scoff at love and then sweat through the night
'cause i like what i see
i love the laugh torn from your side
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