Under My Skin
these airbrushed scars
healing from beating hearts
a perfect grace in my lifeless face
after a salty aftertaste
everyones got answers and muses
for their endless excuses
break these visions of contempt
heal these wounds and tempt
me by instinct or habit
and run away like a scared rabbit
but I'll give you a heart you can borrow
was I shot with a bow and arrow?
so quit playing
and listen to what I'm saying
I need a reason
before I'm accused of treason
just take a look
at me like an open book
and send the open invitations to my room
because I've been waiting here for you
speak faster so I can hear
I cannot cry any more tears
examine every inch of me
press together my pain and joy setting me free
get under my skin
run through my veins once again
I need your fix
your exploring tricks
and bury me six feet under
while listening to the roaring thunder
a storms coming
an electric numbing
a surging through my spine
baby, I will make you mine
