Lyrics
I'll hold my breath
I'll bite my tongue
I'll wrap you up so you don't run
'Cause I'm not yours and girls have fun
I just my turn I'm broken up
'Cause I fell way to fast
You said yourself it doesn't last but
Your touch tastes like cigarettes on a fire escape
Tonight its your freckles
Keeping me awake so
Please paint every part of me
With your stained hands
Please make one exception for me
In your plans
I'd hold your hand I'd open door
I've prayed to god you'd make me yours
those angel eyes they gave a curse
I've played my cards 'n I'll ride the hearse
All from cupids shove you begged me not to fall in love but
Your touch tastes like cigarettes on a fire escape
Tonight its your freckles
Keeping me awake so
Please paint every part of me
With your stained hands
Please make one exception for me
In your plans
Please paint every part of me
With your stained hands
Please make one exception for me
In your plans
Please make one exception
One exception
For me