Crumbling In The Dark

Black lipstick kisses on a empty glass
Your silhouette moves like a hearse through the past
Leather and danger stitched under your skin
You pull me closer with a venomous grin

Your voice cuts slow through the smoke and desire

A dangerous cure for a beautiful pain
Black nails on my skin cut me without any shame
We move like addictions concealed by the night
Like old souls crumbling in the dark

Red neon flickers across your pale face
Cheap perfume and cigarettes filling the place
Your boots hit the floor to the sound of the bass
Like runaway lovers with nothing to save

Your voice cuts slow through the smoke and desire

A dangerous cure for a beautiful pain
Black nails on my skin cut me without any shame
We move like addictions concealed by the night
Like old souls crumbling in the dark

Cold subway echoes still ring in my head
Your lipstick still stains every word that you said
We dance through the blackout, detached and obscene
Like lost generation ghosts diyng in sin