A Drop On the Tip of Your Toungue

Goodnight angel, you dont look as innocent now that the day has treated you well.
And I hope this letter folded into corners finds you sitting all by yourself, because Ive torn up fourteen before this one captured my words perfectly until, another comes to mind

You should pay homage to all Ive done. Try slipping into something more comfortable than me.

Pull down your offerings. Ill never accept a thing from you now that this is all I have. And I hope this letter folded into corners finds you sitting all by yourself, because Ive torn up fourteen before this one captured my words perfectly until, another comes to mind

You should pay homage to all Ive done. Try slipping into something more comfortable than me. Youll see places, and seem just fine, but youll never have anything more comfortable than me