Good men
do bad things
And good
women do too
If I was ever that way
inclined again
I’d do bad things
with you
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Good men
do bad things
And good
women do too
If I was ever that way
inclined again
I’d do bad things
with you
If you
knew
the
truth
about meYou
would
run
away
and hideYou
wouldn’t
waste
another
minuteOn
someone
so
rotten
inside
I
miss
you,I
miss
us,I wish we
could just
go back,To
how it
wasBefore
all
of this.Before
things turned
to shitAnd we
were
happy.Because
we were
happy.I
was
happy.Wasn’t I?
I’ll be here
to catch you
when you fallAnd I’ll be here
to push you
back down tooTrapped in
our own
vicious cycleStuck together,
forever,
like glue
I’m
scared
that
the
spell
is
now
broken
and
our
future
conversations
will
just
become
a
token
not
only
of the
connection
we once
shared
but
also
of
the
souls
that
we
once
bared