Wish upon a shooting star for
Heightened contemplation of suicide
Kiss of death with a birth defect
Or eulogy gets the best of me
In this dark and scary world these
Fucked up images control everything
Controlling my passion to lose it all
If you know what I mean

And I want you in my room
I want you in my bed
Girl don't turn the lights off
I want to see your eyes
And I want you on my floor
I want you one time more
Cause I cant get enough
Your so indiscreet so anonymous

Loaded words weight down phrases
Holding too much clout
This conversations turned to rambling
This relationship has turned to nothing
So keep screaming baby
Cause I am wrong
And two do make it right

She's all mine