I'm beginning to doubt your warmth.
i'm so afraid of losing you to similarity...

She's just a little bit naive,
just a little bit insecure...

I can never be too close to you.
I want you to breathe me in...

His eyes burn like fire in the night,
pinning her to the floor...

Her wings,
like the fragile, soapy outside of a bubble...

What is it to you?
That I cut...

Warning Warning Mayday
We're going down tonight but are...

It was dusk and we stole our kisses from the moths
that were chasing the last of daylight...

You're gone now, but I still
think...

Dust on the shelf, it lingers.
But I left long ago...