julianbleach

Lets go back to the start, Sweetheart
It started with a kiss & ended with your fists
I have a black spot in the middle of my eyes
Its kind of like a thought, but it comes full circle
I get cross eyed just thinking of you
What came first the chicken or the rabbit,
In the headlights we fight
We just might try to set things right
It always ends just how it starts
This bruise on my heart, it still smarts