Escapist

You sit near me
And I started speaking
About things I'm not over
Or how I wish I was sober
But you lean on me
I touch you gently
You whisper those four words
While I war above my shoulders
And I know it's escapist
To rely on medicine just to make it
To be searching for good too
But rely on cheap substitutes

You have my heart
It hangs by a string
It's your little play thing
You have my heart
You have my heart

Like a Houdini routine
I might disappear
Abracadabra
Close my eyes
And I'm not here
Look just like me
Heart tattooed on your sleeve
Truth looks exquisite
Written in that black ink

You have my heart
It hangs by a string
It's your little play thing
You have my heart
You have my heart

What makes a good
Person you think
You say to me
Your hands down my jeans
My art's breaking chains
And I separate
My heart from my brain
You saw me in two
Cut down to the truth
I just liked
Being with you
I just like being with you
I just like being with you
You



Credits
Writer(s): Bert Norcross
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