#1582

Cigarettes and broken locks
I’ve loved you since I saw you
Fairy rings and guitar strings
I’ve loathed you since I met you

And I
I wanna tear the words out of your skin
I wanna give the wolves something to talk about
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Cherry lips and valentines
You pull me every way
Angel dust and razor rust
I push your thought away

And I
I wanna tear the words out of your skin
I wanna give the wolves something to talk about
Oh, oh, oh, oh

You wish on stars, I spit on karma
You sing love songs, I drink vodka
You’re as bright as the sun
I’m as sharp as the moon
We’re bad news, oh, we’re bad news
So why can’t I let this go?

And I
I wanna tear the words out of your skin
I wanna give the wolves something to talk about
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I wanna tear the words out of your skin
I wanna give the wolves something to talk about


I heard part of this song in a dream inspired (I assume) by this most recent Band vs Band page. Wrote the rest based on the emotions in the dream.

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