So we laid down on the floor next to our brand new bed. Just so we could listen to this new Kanye West. But I can barely hear over the music in my head.
Would you bleed for me?. Lick it off my lips like you needed me?. Would you sit me on a couch?. With your fingers in my mouth?. You look so cool when you're reading me.
Clutching the steering wheel and crying aloud. But your voice on the airwaves drowns me out. Crazy to think that since five A.M. all I see is green eyes and I'm lost in them and.
Everybody wants to know. If we fucked on the bathroom sink. How your hands felt in my hair. If we were high on amphetamines. . And everybody wants to hear.
Do you remember the taste of my lips that night?. I stole a bit of my mother's perfume. 'Cause I remember when my father put his fist through the wall.
You were dancing in your tube socks in our hotel room. Flashing those eyes like highway signs. Light one up and hand it over. Rest your head upon my shoulder.
Cigarettes. And tiny liquor bottles. Just what you'd expect. Inside her new Balenciaga. Viral mess. Turned dreams into an empire. Self-made success now she rolls with Rockafellers.
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine. I keep my eyes wide open all the time. I keep the ends out for the tie that binds. Because you're mine, I walk the line.
There's a place way down in Bed-Stuy. Where a boy lives behind bricks. He's got an eye for girls of eighteen. And he turns them out like tricks. . I went down to a place in Bed-Stuy.
I went down to a place in Bed Stuy. A little liquor on my lips. I let him climb inside my body. And held him captive in my kiss. . And there's a storm you're starting now.
Keep on haunting. Keep on haunting me. Keep on haunting. Keep on haunting me. . I was as pure as a river. But now I think I'm possessed. You put a fever inside me.
My demons are begging me to open up my mouth. I need them mechanically make the words come out. They fight me, vigorous and angry, watch them pounce. Ignite me, licking up the flames they bring about.
I'm searching for something that I can't reach. . I don't like them innocent. I don't want no face fresh. Want them wearing leather. Begging "let me be your taste test".
I, I must confess. How hard I tried to breathe through the trees of loneliness. And you, you must confess. How hard you need to see through the heart beatin' out my chest.
Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me?. Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?. Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?.
My hands wrapped around a stick shift. Swerving on the 405, I can never keep my eyes off this. My neck, the feeling of your soft lips. Illuminated in the light, bouncing off the exit signs I missed.
I found God. I found him in a lover. When his hair falls in his face. And his hands, so cold they shake. . I found the Devil. I found him in a lover. And his lips like tangerines.
They send me away to find them a fortune. A chest filled with diamonds and gold. The house was awake. With shadows and monsters. The hallways they echoed and groaned.
Sick of all these people talking. Sick of all this noise. Tired of all these cameras flashing. Sick of being poised. . Now my neck is open wide. Begging for a fist around it.
Your little brother never tells you but he loves you so. You said your mother only smiled on her TV show. You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope.