when i met you, you were on your back. we still spend most afternoons like that, but not for long. i find myself enjoying you, but you play these reckless games you will never lose as long as i am around.

do you want to tie me up? do you want to tie me down? go ahead and do it now. stab me. i won't stop you. you don't have to tie. because i know i have to die.

we both know i am too young for you, and when you fake a laugh behind the wheel, i know where this road is heading to. with a sunken lie i lay in bed, but i will live to be twenty-three. and you will see just how clever i can be…

driving backwards, wasting time. young love is ruthless, so learn to fly. you taught me things i cannot forget. positions that i do not regret. i cannot walk away, and i cannot shake the taste.

don’t write a word, 'cause i will not reply.