take your time, go
take your time, but go away
I fantasized about this moment
every moment of my life
before you leave me today
lift up my shirt take out your knife
another year gone by, another wasted goodbye
another birthday to forget, another reason to cry
another batch of memories
that will forever be faded and vacated
as I become more jaded
is it me or is happiness overrated?
so take take take your time
so take your time but go away
I don't know what you think you're doing
still lingering here today
it's over don't you know?
there's nothing more for me to say
destined to be alone
I guess I'll always be that way
I can still taste your body
forever tattooed on my tongue
what do I do with these feelings?
where the hell do they come from?
