You've got Me in the Palm of Your Hand

Wed, 08/31/2016 - 21:28 -- jxxh

Just when I think i've had enough you pull me right back in,

Oh, how your fingers on my skin are almost as sweet as your wicked kiss.

Honey, why do you stay with her when you dream of me?

No more, shall i wait for thee.


Sensations pass through me,

Any word you say is enough to keep me involved in this catastrophe'. 

You should be ashamed, for using my heart, to break my soul. 


Somewhere I'll be, and you'll pass by. 

Oh, my dear, our time flew by. 

My head is burdened with your sins,

Every time I try to get you out of my head, you suck yourself back in.

Time to move on, I tell myself.

How can I do that, when I know how you had felt?

I can't imagine us being how we were.

Not when I know that you're with her. 

Get out now, I wish I could. 



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