Thursday Follow

this is what you see when you look in my direction:

incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires.

this is how it feels,

calling out but no one even hears

the signals that we send over the air

over the air

over the air

over the air.

when you say my name,

i want to split it from your lips

and hide like whispers in the rain.

when you say my name,

i want to stop it in your lungs

and collect all of your blood to put in the radio.

is this how it feels

when you dont even fit into your own skin?

and its getting tighter,

every day i'm getting smaller

if i keep holding my breath i'm going to disappear.

when you say my name,

i want to split it from your lips

and hide like whispers in the rain.

when you say my name,

i want to stop it in your lungs

and collect all of your blood to put in the radio.

there's no where to hide.

they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio.

there's no where to hide.

they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio.

if i keep holding my breath, all of this will fade away.

if you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck.

changing the shape,

folding like an envelope to keep each other in.

shattered glass, broken looks, and mascara gets

washed away by windshield wiper blades.

when you say my name,

i want to split it from your lips

and hide like whispers in the rain.

when you say my name,

i want to stop it in your lungs

and collect all of your blood to put in the radio.

there's no where to hide.

they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio.

there's no where to hide.

they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio.

that's where we hide

the love, the lies, the lust, the sex on the radio.