Listening to the quiet remarks of silence

Telling me secrets through the wavering air in my craving ears

Longing for your touch but my skin is void of that sense

Feeling my way through the dark and my hand hits your love and it sears

My mind is sent into swirls and my stomach turns into a boyscouts knot

Gently brushing my hair off my face

Knowing good and well you're unhealthy I should of fought

But with out the briefest of thought I let things pick up pace

I know I'll feel ashamed when it's all said and done

But I let you lead me to the unholy

Kissing me once more I've lost sight of the sun

You pick me up, sweep me off my feet, you carry me

Off into a darkness I've grown so fond of

Dancing with your charming passion

This silliness all for a false sense of love