prologue 57

Honey you smell like maple syrup
And cigarette smoke
I must've asked a dozen times for you to stop
But you won't

Your sister told me bout when you fell from
Your dad's old sycamore tree
She said you didn't shed a tear
Till he had gone and there was no one here to see

And some people like poke fun because
You're just a little younger than i am
But the scars in your eyes tell me you've
Lived a million more lives than i have

And i can't get enough of you
I'll love you till i'm black and blue

You carved your name into the paint
On the ceiling of my bedroom
When i asked you why you said so i
Could never forget you

And i know you think you're hard to love
That's what you believe but baby
Your name is written in blood
On my teeth

And i can't get enough of you
I'll love you till i'm black and blue

And you've been pushed around
Baby you've been beaten down
Till no one thinks you'll make it
Off the ground
But i'll help you up
Even if you can't love me yet