Don’t paint me black when I used to be golden

While you were sleeping I was blood red
Sharp as a knife inside your stomach
I’m squeezing tight, don’t let the light in
No medicine

does it even make a difference?
when I’m sober I feel pain
cause we run under the stars through cemetery backyards
celebrate the way the night hides scars

You chase the time apart with alcohol and a fresh vibrant flame
Though I do question the value within the hue
While I’m held in the arms of a friend, nearly drank myself to death
I spill of how it’s always been about you

please fall asleep so i can take pictures of you and hang them in my room so when i wake up feel, like, yeah everything’s alright. you are still here, you are still happy, you are still smiling and laughing. you are still the only thing, everything i need in my life.

if you want me to go then I’ll go
and if you ask me to leave I can leave
but I won’t be afraid of making mistakes if you’re listening
are you listening?

but now that you saw my tweets 
you know that I’m home 
buried in my cell phone 
trying to get a hold of someone new 
instead of hanging out with you 
and your high school stories 

and I heard you said one time
that I never even fucking cross your mind 
and I guess I’ll act like that’s fine
but you should know that you cross mine all the time

i’m gonna stay eighteen forever 
so we can stay like this forever 
and we’ll never miss a party
cause we’ll keep them going constantly

And if my heart just stops, pack my memories in it
I want to know all the love I’ve got
And if my heart just stops, keep me alive for a minute
I want to know if a curtain drops

if you walk away, i’ll walk away
first tell me which road you will take
i don’t want to risk our paths crossing some day
so you walk that way, i’ll walk this way

and if a double-decker bus crashes into us 
to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die 
and if a ten-ton truck kills the both of us 
to die by your side, well, the pleasure, the privilege, is mine

are you thinking of me when you’re putting on your makeup, darling?
and dyeing your hair like you do

well you’re wasting your time if you’re trying to impress me
i waste all my time just thinking of you

if you’re leaving again, then you’re leaving again and you’re gone
and i feel nothing anymore so just keep walking away
thirty thousand stepsi’ll watch you for every second and never feel alone

you’re still in my head
my mind’s convinced that you never left
i’m counting down till i see you next
i still compare everything to your silhouette
how can i forget what is perfect?