19 1 / 2011
“Take me, take me back to your bed
I love you so much that it hurts my head
I said I don’t mind you under my skin
I’ll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in
Well you’re my favorite bird and when you sing
I really do wish that you’d wear my ring
No matter what they say, I am still the king
And now the storm is coming
The storm is coming in.”
says it all.
(via kellyghost)
Permalink 32 notes
