Word Thingys: Salome Strangelove
Of the many lies I’ve told myself
You’re the one that feels most true
The one that won’t stay on the shelf
The one that breaks right through
It’s a weakness that I can’t defend
There’s a price I always pay
It stars with fire yet always ends
With the words I shouldn’t say
I can hear it when you smile
I can feel it when you moan
How every inch of you beguiles
How your scent just feels like home
And in the quiet moments after
I’m still reeling from the sway
When you disarm me with that laughter
And spark the words I shouldn’t say
Promises I never mean to make
Tumble out in graceless ease
The more you give, the more I take
The more I take, the more I need
Oh, we’re a recipe for disaster
Feet on the pedals all the way
Still my lips keep breathing faster
With the words I shouldn’t say
Feel your arms around my waist
So close and warm and tight
Just one, just one, just more taste
Enough to get me through the night
Oh, of the many lies I’ve told myself
You’re the one that feels most true
The one that won’t stay on the shelf
The one that breaks right through
It’s a weakness that I can’t defend
There’s a price I always pay
It starts with fire and always ends
With the words I shouldn’t say
To you, to you, day after day
So many words I shouldn’t say