All you are is black ink on blue lines.
But all I am is one notch in a bed post, or at most the ghost that keeps you warm.
Just the ghost.
We went searching for some comfort by using one another, both needing lovers of some sort.
But it was vile and it was cheap how we'd trade for what we need with words and curves behind closed doors.
I bought the lines I needed from you slipping out of that dress in my high heeled shoes.
Because I needed my fix too.
I spent the night so you'd spend your words and we both got hooked, we both got hurt.
Because I moved the way that you like and you fed me your best lines.
So we took one more hit of skin and script.
You'll lose me in your sleep tucked beneath the same sheets that sheltered my bare skin.
And I lose my mind when I rewind every time I tasted your sweat, I breathed your heat in.
Because the only way you'll keep me warm now is burning lyrics I wrote down.
I bought the lines I needed from you slipping out of that dress and my high heeled shoes.
Because I needed my fix too.
I spent the night and smoked your words and we both got high, it all got worse.
Because I loved the way you needed and you became my addiction; sweet and sick, with one more hit of skin and script.
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