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You bring out the wine
I'll put on a show
Rest your head on mine
You'll take off your clothes
I'll mess up the sheets
No rest, i suppose
Your face blushing
My skin on yours
I can't let go cuz you're perfect by design
Your nails, my back
Scratch marks, bloodbath
Your hearts on your sleeve, but i left mine at the door
Left mine at the door
My feet getting cold
Your hands warming up
You're chasing all of me
And i can't help but want to
Look into the deep end, but
Maybe i'm afraid of falling again
Your words, my doubts
All get thrown out
Nothing matters when your lips are touching mine
Your nails, my back
Scratch marks, bloodbath
Your hearts on your sleeve, but i left mine at the door
Left mine at the door
Left mine at the door
Left mine at the door
Your words, my doubts
All get thrown out
Your hearts on your sleeve, i can't find mine anymore