Let's reminisce, let's sing a song
about the tattoo on my arm
the radio on all day long
this perfect hell all to ourselves
Your misty eyes are smoking guns
a bullet hole between my lungs
I couldn't breath until you swore to me you'd never leave
Is your secret that you'll never cry
but rather carry all that you can hide?
But as I'm leaving you
your bright eyes lose their blacks and blues
The world is capable of calm
despite this needle digging in your arm
We all need lucky charms
and a way to go
a compass rose
And we always miss the sunlight
but there's beauty in a bay state night
And I dream of feeling a true love
but this feeling will do for tonight
so would you give me a light?
Don't be so hard on yourself
you're better than you'll ever let on
We've come so far for ourselves
and we might as well remember this when it's gone
My car, the cops, a bottle full
not a single thought of getting old
But January still felt cold
your body heat not heating me
You touch my swollen arm
You kiss me as your fingers trace the scar
We all need lucky charms
and our only compass rose just broke
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