This Time

This time I won't write no foolish letters, foolish words
I won't turn my blood into ink and fade away
Although I'm walking on the borderline
I'm trying to watch my step
I don't want to break in two
Don't want to drown in tears
I leave that to the masochists
And pour myself a drink
And only if you fall in love with me
I'll fall as well
Wintertime is dying fast
Leaving dead birds on the ground
The air is smelling strange these days
The pavement's strewn with broken hearts
This time I won't write no foolish letters, foolish words
I won't turn my blood into ink and fade away
Fooltime is left behind
I'm heading towards fun
I brush my teeth, I shine my shoes
I'm ready for the kill
Today I dried my blood, you know
I'm through with licking wounds
I leave that to the masochists
And pour myself a drink
I sneak around you like an animal
I watch and paw the ground
But only, if you fall in love with me
I'll fall as well
This time I won't write no foolish letters, foolish words
I won't turn my blood into ink and fade away



Credits
Writer(s): Chante Moore, Simon Alban Law, Lee Hamblin
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