1,000 Times

Back of the room
Looking at you
Counting the steps
Between us
A hundred and five
Little blades in a line
From your skin to mine
And I feel it
Eyes on the ground
But I can’t look up now
Don’t wanna give it away
My secret

In another life, my teeth and tongue
Would speak aloud what until now I’ve only sung

‘Cause I would die to make you mine
Bleed me dry each and every time
I don’t mind, no I don’t mind it
I would come back a thousand times

Kiss me goodnight
Like a good friend might
I’ll do the same
But won’t mean it
‘Cause love is a cage
These words on a page
Carry the pain
They don’t free it
In another life I wouldn’t need to
Console myself as I resign to, release you

That I would die to make you mine
Bleed me dry almost every time
But I don’t mind, no I don’t mind it
I would come back a thousand times

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