Lyrics

I spilled my guts on the floor And you just lingered by the door As the seconds passed, I felt like More and more Of a monster Of a scary thing to harbor from I was seven when my parents moved to separate beds And I was seventeen when I realized beds Are not sacred, they're just places To sleep and give head My friend says she fears that she's no longer pure And whether that's true, I cannot say for sure But I wish I could take her and shake her and say "You will always be nothing but magic to me" "You will always be nothing but magic to me" "You will always be nothing but magic to me"