sleepless night
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the burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me
and how the blood rushed into my cheeks , so scarlet , it was
the mark you saw on my collarbone , the rust that grew between telephones
the lips i used to call home , so scarlet
it was maroon
sometimes i wanna taste your skin
but i'm not one for giving in
cause that's way too embarrassing , my God
oh , i want you so bad
can't find my white flag
i must have left it in the back of the city cab
im not calling you back
cause then you'll know that
cause then you'll know me
and i'm just getting color back into my face
i'm just mad as hell cause i loved this place
for so long , London
had a good run
a moment of warm sun
but i'm not the one
