This is scary
you my heart carry
please don't fall
coz then you'd have to call
nine one one
for an ambulance to come
try not to break my heart
I'd become a Picasso with his art
instead of a pencil I'd use a blade
the skin on my arm will fade
don't hurt me and don't make me cry
sit up with me all night and don't you dare to lie
but until we part
help me stop my art
help me wake up with a smile every day
and not on the bathroom floor lay
touch my fingertips
kiss my lips
with one look you make my knees weak
you've been sending me winks all week
I dunno why but I want this feeling to last
every time you come near my heart starts to beat fast
still, a voice in my head tells me I'm not good enough
that you deserve someone strong, beautiful and tough
now I just hope that you could maybe see
that, just like I love you, you could love me...
