Your Flesh Against Mine - Dillon, XXXY

I want to be your lover

Wipe your lipstick across my mirror

Your skin across my skin

Your hand on my hips

My neck on your lips

To the backbone

Where the broken glass has been lying

Next to my heart

Where the broken glass has been lying

Next to my heart, to my conscience

Where the broken glass has been

Next to my heart, to my conscience, to my faith

Your flesh against mine

You fletch your teeth, i’ll fletch mine

Up the staircase

Despair case

Take care, don’t hurt yourself

Take care, don’t hurt myself