Page 185 of Goodbye Note

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the lasting impressions your brand of love would leave?

permanently marked

i can’t go back

i wish those nights would fade

but i can’t forget

the way we swayed to the fading amps

wishing on stars

i lost my conscience in the heat between our lips and the feeling of our hips

i lost my conscience while we fucked to the sound of thunder

i lost my conscience sinking into the claw-foot tub

i lost my conscience on the bus when you covered my mouth

And told me not to make a sound

i lost my conscience when i worshiped at the altar of your needs

in all the silent ways i put you above me

i lost me when I begged you not to leave

i lost me when i still believed in forever

The song almost sounded like it stopped in the middle, and then it went from a slow ballad to an upbeat tempo, like a switch.

now my reputation precedes me

an expert at Dropping glass hearts.

the rumors are all true

If you want to make a scene

then i’m the beast to your beauty

Not ready for you to leave me

chemistry like a bomb

ready to combust

and Still, i’m playing with matches

light you up

blow you—out

suck my lip

and I’ll sing every gasp for them to hear

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