counting his scars

counting his scars
looking in his eyes
it's so wrong
why does it feel right?
i want this hours of sweetness to be mine
fell for his eyes and for his hands
i swear it's just a phase
i want him to be mine
but not all the time, not all the time, not all the time
i wanna be free
wanna have his number to call when i'm lonely
teared his skin by punching through a window
but i'm not scared
'cause we play fair
he knows who i am, he knows
i change my mind
i like to fight
all day all night
we just like to keep each other company
when no one knows or sees
i want him to be mine
but not all the time, not all the time, not all the time
i wanna be free
wanna have his number to call when i'm lonely
when i'm lonely
we share the attraction
we never share our minds
we're the same we like to keep our walls so high
it's fire, fire and ice
it'll never work but it makes me feel alive
i want him to be mine, but not all the time
i wanna be free, it's my priority
i want him to be mine, but not all the time
i wanna be free, got his permission to call when i'm lonely

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