Flames

In case you ever foolishly forget

You've got a different kind of shine

I feel the distance every time I say

This cold is killing me inside

I like your legs, tangled with mine

And all the freckles that draw around your lips

A protector wall against the hard

Things of loving someone (someone)

And the curves that form your waist

Could I die into these flames?

That I want to turn them off with my tongue

And the curves that form your waist

Could I die into these flames?

That I want to turn them off with my tongue

In case you ever foolishly forget

You've got a different kind of shine

I feel the distance every time I say

This cold is killing me inside

I like your legs, tangled with mine

And all the freckles that draw around your lips

A protector wall against the hard

Things of loving someone (someone)

And the curves that form your waist

Could I die into these flames?

That I want turn them off with my tongue

And the curves that form your waist

Could I die into these flames?

That I want turn them off with my tongue