(If I let go I think I'll die)

Lift your chin and meet my eyes; I think you're old enough

(What madness then do I invite)

There's room enough behind these doors; don't go and overthink it

(Close tear filled baby blue eyes)

Your twisted lips look so familiar; you've played this game before

(I could agree and tell a lie)

Loosen your grip, stretch your fingers; just let it be plucked

(If I let go I think I'll die)

The skin will stretch until it pops; there isn't always blood

(Why can't I look me in the eye)

It can't be lost if it never was; you invited me in

(Why must you always tell that lie)

To split your tides and rend your shores; the choice was always yours

(Between burnt back and fatal leap)

You gave it up, your honeyed depths; come now, you drew me in

(From that moment part of me died)

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