her

my mind.... always slippin away right when I begin to remember everything from your lips, to the whiskey and cocaine all it does is bring you into the frame I can't save our flame.... so I continue to drink... while I'm sayin your name between each sip your wind begins to blister my lip I promise I could love you in the spring so I block all your messages where we would reminise in our pain "baby it's my emotions" as we go through the motions I still feel your touch in the rain where I remain standing