To The Boy With The Silver Tongue

Tears, weathered cheeks Creases on soft skinIs it you? Is it me?Abandonment clogs the sink Oh, AntonioLet those words freeOh, AntonioBreak a wall for me Dying to get past herDo thin lips confuse?Am I not enough?Daddy was a bastard Oh, AntonioLet those words freeOh, AntonioBreak a wall for me Drained me when I went downBut

If you knew how many songs I wrote about you You might turn away Don’t wash yourself after So I seep into your pores Lay in bed a bit longer  Yeah, I’m not like the other whores   Grab me a bit harder No, it doesn’t hurt A masochist for your love No, you’re not

We’ll move through this, expand Just tell me I’m your man Feel this obsession No shame in being a possession Cleanse your words with my mouth Guzzle the cup till nothing comes out You’ll work through my commands Take pride in being a fan Righteous love Idolize my hug Stigmatize the left They don’t bleed

He gets meUndress meDoesn’t repress me Could he be a silent killer?So attractive without a filter Frightened to be this happyLife’s certainly been a letdownBut if this’s another lesson I shall seekIt surely’s been an exuberant week! He gets meHe lets meDoesn’t forget me Heard it’s all about the journeybut what’s wrong with wanting to