Bare
You’re as empty as my words, as I ease your thighs open with my mouth.
But you’re warm because every word was sweet.
You’re warm because they caught fire down inside of you.
Warm and empty.
You don’t know it yet.
But you’re as broken as my thoughts as I crash through yours.
And maybe you’re catching on.
And maybe now you’re cooling down.
And if you’ve changed your mind, I can fix that.
I’ll break down your doors.
You’re only a vacant house.
Just let me in.
I’m no one, and we’re nothing.
Just let me in.
We’re both empty.
Just let me in.
You’re as empty as my words.
And I dare you to ever find the heat again.
And maybe if you had just let me in.
But I dare you to ever find that heat again.
Because you’re empty and you’re broken.
And I doubt you’ll ever find any heat again.