In A World Of Human Wreckage

Casey. 22-year old. New Hampshire. I love Harry Potter, Smallville, and Doctor Who. I drink more than I probably should, and most days I would prefer it if I no longer existed.

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Love To Sleep | She Wants Revenge

She doesn’t miss much
She never stays too long
She’ll read you like the morning paper
Everybody loves her,
Attention’s like a drug

Should you run across her,
Erase the ideas of,
The moment’s all you’ll get, well maybe not that

And if you kiss her, remember it’s not love
Or tell yourself one time so you remember

I didn’t tell you, because it’s not right
Of how I will always long for you,
I will always wonder what it’s like
If not, I’ll put my love to sleep

We’ve done a bad thing,
We mustn’t tell a soul
The lines have all been crossed, until they all blur
Wrestle with your conscience,
At least pretend for her

If it’s really such a bad thing,
Then why does it feel so right?
We never touch more than we’re not supposed to
Pull your body closer,
Let’s kiss and say goodnight
And in the morning, I’m still gonna want you

I didn’t tell you, because it’s not right
Of how I will always long for you,
I will always wonder what it’s like
If not, I’ll put my love to sleep

I didn’t tell you, because it’s not right
Of how I will always long for you,
I will always wonder what it’s like
And then I’ll put my love to sleep