I'll Forget About You Throwing That Rock Because That Dance Was Pretty Funny - This Town Needs Guns

Moments like this;

Precious with no regrets

Like whispers on my neck

No tears and held breath

These endings have no more or less effect

No better waste of time compares to this

While morning

Sings outside

We reside here

Between sweaty sheets

And disturbed sleep

So maybe I’ll comply

And be all the more sweeter

To you

These endings have no more or less effect

No better waste of time compares to this

Hello sweet love