Far too well

I had to stop there for a while

And just stare at the stars

No radio, no sounds, ‘cause I’ll

Imagine the guitars

I need a mirror on my windows

So I can hear my thoughts

As I sit back, oh, my mind knows

I’m loving these weird spots

of red on my skin

when my heart decides to spin

in its head, on its own,

spitting images I’ve known

far too well, far too well, far too well

I catch my breath and light my last smoke

of regret

You’re as cold as a stone, yet you make all my senses burn

I’ll accept

If it takes only few to a million tears,

been there, cried them all

I’ll catch you if takes facing my deepest and darkest fears

or watch you when you fall

back to your sense, ‘cause, you see, we can’t go on like that

You think you’ve got it all

Of  your shit and your plans put together and figured out

It’s not your call!

late at night when it’s dark, I’m alone and I’m almost asleep

and I wish it was you

You’ll be here ‘cause you’ll want to hold on and to forever keep

that shiny, spicy glue

of red on your skin

when your heart decides to spin

in its head, on its own,

spitting images you’ve known

far too well, far too well, far too well