I once fell apart between the shots though your heart. I captured a photo of you and instantly knew,
that you'd steal a piece of me and I'd give it willingly.
Because I love the rush of having a brand new crush who's dazzled by my paintbrush and loves making me blush.
And while that's all grand I'd rather be stuck in this frozen wasteland than back home slapping your wandering hands from trying to ruin my ideal plan of obtaining a wedding band from someone not like you.
I once tore myself away from the intoxicated decayed.
Back to a place of happy and towards a love that's more sappy because I deserve more than a sugar daddy.