You took syran wrap and pressed it to my mouth
And spread it around my neck
And you said that that’s how you felt
Everytime you talked to me
And it was hard to breathe

So I picked up a lighter and I lit your heart on fire
And you took my hand
And held it to your chest
And said that I created music in you

But all of a sudden, the rhythm was off
And I fell backwards into a pool
Of your tears
And I too, started bawling

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