゜・ ・゜゜・． ｡・ﾟﾟ・ ・ﾟﾟ・｡゜・ ・゜゜・． ｡
every time you touch my skin 
it's like i died again 
my anxious chest keeps [bad word] 
what am i supposed to think 
if i try to be
5 steps ahead
but this isnt a chess game 
but you're [bad word] 
if I could only let you in 
if only you could see this pen
in my hands while im writing
i think that i'm smiling 
but i feel like crying

[i cant believe you left me 
with my dying breaths 
and the the room that was my chest 
with the door wide open ]

every time you found a key you would give to me
we never knew what they went to but now 
something's unlocking 
you're like the sound of wind 
in the city when I'm walking
゜・ ・゜゜・． ｡・ﾟﾟ・ ・ﾟﾟ・｡゜・ ・゜゜・． ｡