Strung

I kinda like the way your body detoxes mine
Making me feel clean again
There’s picture frames missing from the memories
Of you and I
I’m conflicted whether I should be feeling this
Or if I’m wanting to give this a miss

With that said it’s obvious that the two halves
That split me in two
Are always thinking of you

You’ve got me strung on our past
And how it’s moved too fast
I’d give it one more chance
If you’d give me another dance

I’m at a loss at for words
When you’re smiling at all the stupid things I do
The walls of my room are pastel blue
But I’m staring at a ceiling that’s porcelain like your skin
I’m pretty sure you realise how paper thin I am
Yet how complex everything surrounding this is

I can’t remember a life before you
Cause you’ve been running through my mind
But I can’t comprehend what you’re trying to find

You’ve got me strung on our past
And how it’s moved too fast
I’d give it one more chance
If you’d give me another dance

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