Needs

Citrus-scented sexting and a flare for the dramatic Smoking, drinking, liking you because I am an addict Let me think you'll be mine when I'll only get a segment Promise me this isn't just a new flavor of torment Take away the mask I made if you think I've been crying But when you see my face you'll know I've only been dying Fall in love with a word that will never have end rhyme Fall for me so I don't end up getting hurt this time Stop being so perfect so you get out of my head Read me every poem that you've ever fucking read Teach me how to paint so I can draw a better face Medicate me so I don't die when I'm at your place Tell me you won't like me less as lover number seven Tell me that holding you won't feel like I've gone to heaven Tell me every lie through lips that curve so slightly down Tell me that you're smiling when I've only seen you frown Every insecurity has left me fucking broken Promise me an orange slice as a sweet forever token Ask me if I mind it when you talk to other guys Teach me to curve lips down in case I start telling lies