Sheets

Lyrics

Shoulda known you wouldn't tell me It's like you're still afraid to hurt me So you ignore it, just avoid it You're a son of a bitch And everyday my questioning Gets gradually worse You're looking pale and sickly Breathing heavy under sheets I stare at creases up above me I don't know how to be Your body's too warm next to me I just don't know to be And when we breathe the sheets heave When we breathe the sheets heave And i taste myself bleed Taste myself bleed Open mouth trailing up and down The parts of you that I wanted I guess I took for granted And when we breathe the sheets heave When we breathe the sheets heave And i can taste myself bleed Taste myself bleed And when we breathe the sheets heave And i taste myself bleed