I stand by my actions, I have few regrets
Held close, gone quiet, until our paths cross again.
That mad girl - stifled 10 years - just a whisper in your ear
She knows how to coax and call to your heart,
to break through this soundproof glass
But what of all our failures and follies?
Me drowned in whiskey, you drowned in fear
Yet hours past - my hand on your waist
Oh darling, what have we started here?
Up creaky stairs to the corner room
where we're allowed to remember how a warm body feels
The soothing air of vulnerability, the haze, the taunting scent of skin
To be left alone in that drawn-out moment
(so quickly accustomed to drawing you near)
The party fades, the voices stir
I was lost on the moment, and faltered in your words
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