Dear Margaret, I Found Your Sweater and It Still Smells Like You Even Though I Washed it! (*Cringe*)

Got a dogwood throat
My hazel eyes are dry
Looking at yours there just Smoothed out brown

Take my hand one more time
Breathe down my neck
I will breathe life into those lips
For the last time maybe

One more day I'll choke
We all will but we deny
Take the pain away with poison that took my crown

These days become the same
Yet I'm the one to blame
The romance burns aflame
For the last time maybe

Did I find new flame
To light in the night
Could I just let her go
Girl just run while you can

Can we meet the same mile
Halfway for a while
Or will it all fade grey
Like these same days
Like these same days



Credits
Writer(s): Danny Francis, Matthew Spisak
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