Testo Metal Through Her Lips

She puts metal through her lips like a fish that got caught by a fisherman
She puts ink on her skin, blowin’ sugar in the wind, tastes like cinnamon
She invests her time like a bank credit line that pays her dividends
She can’t grow up, so she uses me like a crutch to feel innocent
To fall in love again
To fall in love again

She’s so insecure with her looks that she puts herself through misery She acts like she’s fine almost all of the time, but it gets to mе
She wastes what she’s got, it all boils in a pot full of mystеry
Ten out of ten heard it blowin’ in the wind, it’s all history
It don’t mean shit to me
It don’t mean shit to me

Come to think, you and me, it’s all I see and dream about
I feel so lost, so crossed, so left and so forgot about
You can hold it in your hand and make me have to understand what I am to do
I wanna fall in love with you
I wanna fall in love with you