That chaotic mind of yours
Never have I ever understand a single thought
Never was, and probably never will
I dive in the coffee inside your eyes
It was bitter but sweet things are never my favorite
You lock your fingers on me
Only to find out that you lost the key
So we find ourselves stuck
Between loving or killing
I told you I’m not a murderer
But you told me you’re a serial killer
And with one shot you kill me
And with my last breath I love you
