This wasn’t what I wanted
You being hurt, by someone else.
Your glowing heart, in the darkest of rooms
This darkness, was never meant for you.
Whose picking on your delicate nature
I want to kiss those wounds, they left
The backseat of your car would be
The perfect place, to apologize, on their behalf.
In your backseat, I’m not asking
For a thing.
My heart, mixed with yours, we’re talking
Between your tears.
Is it this backseat, that’s making you…
Is it this backseat, that’s bringing out…
Is it this backseat, that’s forcing out
These tales of betrayal.
~ In The Backseat, You Cry & Vent
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