She follows the rhythm of her own drum
Da-dum da-dum Da-dum
She's there on every beat
Red hair ablaze as she torches the ground with her feet
Her lips are napalm burning away in a phosphorous sky
My heroin, my muse, my drug, a lust fulfilled or I'd rather die
I'm there at every turn poking and prodding
Signalling that I desire more of our affair
Dismission kissed with her own flair
And I CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT when you're not there
IT'S ALL fragments and PIECES and broken glass and gasps of AIR
Dynamic, coursing, refreshing, damning
Late night calls turned to awkward glances
Ignored messages where once was welcomed advances
I CAN'T STAND THIS
My voice claws it's way out but is left a wounded pup
You'll never see what you do to me
Bees buzzing in my brain
As love lost finds a new home in the drain
