One hushed word from your lips.
You've got me at your fingertips.
Aching for just a sip.
Locked lips.
You're killing me.
Under your spell.
And you've swallowed the key.
Only your eyes will tell.
Your constant hold keeping me from the wanted cold.
Needles in hand you hold.
My heart you've stole, chest sewn.
Under the sheets you're counting the beats.
Making me blush I tell you to hush.
Your smile sharpening its file.
Sticking another pin in my tattered cloth skin.
You do your voodoo.
Holding me to you.
With doubts of finding someone new.
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