In a mood for saying
Hope I keep these thoughts past midnight
I'm no good at praying
Never felt a victim on the edge of a knife
Is this what it's like
Empty pool and I dive
You see the worst of me
But I hope you stay gone midnight
I can't leave it be
Balanced on your fingers at the edge of a lie
Can I call you mine
Riddle of twenty five
If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen
If I'm feeling it all the weight of the world would you know
By the look on my face when I'm slipping away and if I run would you follow
If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen
My head on your chest
Like a shoeless summer and porch wine
Your last marlboro red
Never thought it could be so easy like this
Fall away with your kiss
All your weight on my ribs
Yeah is this what it's like
Can I call you mine
Riddle of 25
If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen
If I'm feeling it all the weight of the world would you know
By the look on my face when I'm slipping away and if I run would you follow
If all that I want is to sit and talk would you listen
Ohh
Tell me you'd listen
Ohh
Tell me you'd listen
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