Tasteless,
No broken heart
Just a flavorless mind has torn us apart,
You're my chapstick,
I want to wear you on my lips
Kiss you till the surf dies down
Nothing but a bliss
Figment of my imagination
No explanation to why you have done this
Kept me waiting,
Keep me waiting
Chapstick running low
Flavorless chapstick is the worst you know
And I still long, for that first kiss
That made me love you
And now I am stuck with this,
This empty tube of once used,
Chapstick.
