Handover my heart... so I can swear to everyone, that when they open me up they'll only find your fingerprints in the place where it once beat. I used to look at you as if you were magic. Now you're just an exit wound.
I've been searching for the words spelled out in the scars you once showed me... the ones that were too deep to share with others.
I used to think that you'd never really left... that you were just hiding deep inside of me. Little did I know that every night we spent together was our last dance.
