Tuesday, July 28, 2015

More Than This.



Drinking cheap wine from paper cups in your old apartment,
said a little too much when we got drunk could you feel the tension?


I could see it in the air like smoke, making it so hard to breathe

Heaven never felt so clear as when you're right in front of me

I wanna be more than this, I got it bad for you

I'm thinking you're worth the risk, 
so tell me what I gotta do

We could stay high, we could lay low, I would do anything but let go

Give it all up because I just can't resist I wanna be more than this

Middle of the night you picked me up because he kept me waiting

You tell me that you're done looking for love because your heart can't take it

You say you're better off alone I say you need somebody new

It's killing me to be this close I'm right here in front of you



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