Window, Window

Window, window, tell me this
will I enjoy your shattered kiss?

will I like the way your shards caress?
or will your blunt affections leave a mess?

when I feel your fingers stroke my skin
will I long to push you deep within?

'Cause you know how much I want it done,
your flesh and mine to be made one

finger, finger, against your pane
the only thing that keeps me sane

I'm afraid that this will go too far
'Cause the way you love me leaves a scar

and if our meeting ends in strife
the way you love me takes my life

window, window, I'll tell you this
it's getting harder to resist

*i know it's kind of weird, but it's from a time i really wanted to cut myself by putting my hand through a window