[xander]

Am I being too cryptic?
Am I being too obscure?
Am I being too cryptic?
Am I being too obscure?
Love kills, romance is dead and I don't even trust myself, but I love you
And you can pull my wings apart
And pin me down under glass until the end of days
If it can help you discover that we share the same pain.
I just hope you write your thesis before
Your subject is dead.
No life after death.

If I had my way I'd cut
The calluses off your, off your breaking heart
If I could get past the sternum.
Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you.
I'm holding your heart in my hand,
The reason it still beats.
If I had my way I'd cut
The calluses off your, off your breaking heart
If I could get past the sternum.
Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you.
I'm holding your heart in my hand,
The reason it still beats.