If you hadn't poured the diesel,
I wouldn't have danced with the flame,
But my desires, oh, they were lethal,
And now you're caught up in the game.
Oo-ooh, a pool of tears can't drown the past we knew,
Lost in the echoes of what I gave to you.
Did you read my messages, were they just a thrill?
Or did you share my words like they were cheap and still?
You painted me in shades of blue,
But darling, I was a masterpiece for you.
When you replied on messenger,
Did you see beyond the teenage lust?
Or did you show off like a curator,
With my heart pinned up for the world to trust?
Oo-ooh, a pool of tears can't drown the past we knew,
Lost in the echoes of what I gave to you.
Did you read my messages, were they just a thrill?
Or did you share my words like they were cheap and still?
You painted me in shades of blue,
But darling, I was a masterpiece for you.
Diaries, Mama, Scarlet Woman,
That's how you saw me through your lens,
But I was more than your exhibition,
I was the story that never ends.
Did you read my messages, were they just a thrill?
Or did you share my words like they were cheap and still?
You painted me in shades of blue,
But darling, I was a masterpiece for you.
YOU ARE READING
Forevermore
Poesía-A collection of poems or lyrics because I don't have the guts to be in the industry.- Forevermore is about my past relationship with people in general. It doesn't exclusively refer to ex-lovers or something like that. However, I dedicated this one...
