This seam is splitting, torn apart
Lacerations from the thoughts of you
Choking me, your words shoved down my throat
And I'm still bleeding from our first kiss
The taste so painful I'm forced to clench my fists
Every time you turn around, you'll feel my presence
And when you glance up at the stars
Everyone will be crashing down on you, whoa, you'll see me, the sky, calling out your name
And yet for some reason, I still absent mindedly come back for more
Maybe someday I'll realize that this storm will someday pass me by