sometimes i wish i could paint the world black and lean myself at the window so i could let you know you’re the only one i want and i'm the only one that you should know i know we’ve got time and i know we’ll grow old, but i know who i want; i know who i want and i just want you to know too - you to know too so i paint the world black and i lean myself at the window

girl i love you to the point that i’m willing not to ever love you anymore cause i know that certain things we should never explore, but i can’t fight the fact my heart is searching for you still boy i thought that we were fine, but our relationship we probably should have redefined and now in hindsight, it seems like you were never mine i wish we never would have ever crossed that line again cause when i see you, you seem perfect or close to whatever on this earth is in my mind you resurface. there’s an urgency within me to pursue you, but I’m nervous of what i already know because our pieces won’t fit, our puzzles won’t mold, our path’s not meant, but still i go trying to craft the perfect pieces in my mind, knowing that the whole time, it’s only but a lie cause you and i could never be, i feel that within the depths of me, but something 'bout you just won’t let me be; i’d rather leave you than to not love you at all girl i love you to the point that i’m willing not to ever love you anymore cause i know that certain things we should never explore, but i can’t fight the fact my heart is searching for you still boy i thought that we were fine, but our relationship we probably should have redefined and now in hindsight, it seems like you were never mine i wish we never would have ever crossed that line again tell me, how you keep on breaking me apart? it’s like my mind and soul don’t even know my heart and we’ve been broken up for so long, but i still feel like i’m singing the same song like, “where’ve you been at babe, yeah, when you coming over?” my vision’s not that good, i really should be sober, and you always catch me on the bad nights, feeling too high to fight, you’re feeling perfectly right we raise the boundaries and draw them back just right where we want, i say i’m finished, but you’ve been using that exact front. we don’t know rules or growing apart, or is that growing up, or am I going too far? girl i love you to the point that i’m willing not to ever love you anymore cause i know that certain things we should never explore, but i can’t fight the fact my heart is searching for you still boy i thought that we were fine, but our relationship we probably should have redefined and now in hindsight, it seems like you were never mine i wish we never would have ever crossed that line again thinkin’ 'bout the way it used to be and feel whenever you’re around me -

see, i’ve been watching you for a while now, i gotta let you know that I’m really digging your style - see you’re so fly when i see you passing by, only thing that I can think, “if we ever were to - ” emotions at the back of my throat, i breathe in love, look at you, and i let myself choke. it’s only sweet air when you’re there, i sit back and relax, don’t know how i was scared - let your all be mine; when i got you in my arms, how can i do any harm? it’s an affair with chance. something new, strip my plans, and we do it again. to the tune, "let your all be mine - "

you’re the most precious little thing; drown in you even in my dreams, i’ll fall all up in it, all up in it witcha’ baby - i’m so consumed with how you be, bring life into the air i breathe, and i’ll lose life without you, put your arms around me, and feel my love, it’s getting sweet, with every touch, we’re getting deeper, feel my love, it’s getting sweet, with every touch, with every touch - peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, peanut butter, when we’re lovin’, it’s something special babe. peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, when we’re lovin', honeysuckle; it’s something special baby - so sweet, honey love, and your love just got me gone, i smile when you’re around, make a believer outta me. the most purest thing i've known, so glad to me you were shown - peace and love’s what we’re about, tastes like chocolate in and out, so - peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, peanut butter, when we’re lovin’, it’s something special babe. peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, peanut butter honey sandwich is what you taste like, when we’re lovin', honeysuckle; it’s something special baby -

i awake to a world of pitch and for the sake of appearances step outside to all faces and forms silhouetted, indistinguishable from one another, tantamount and standing in their own jet semblances, imbued and benumbed by a far off beacon - i too become fixed on the alabaster source of our sudden futility; beautiful, humanesque and intangible. the beacon sharpens to a young woman stoic at her window and staring - vigil and vantage over infinite mannequins - and as i reach out a hand to hail and raise a hail to harken, i as well am black and naught but pitch -