Crutches
The road to your soul is rocky
My thoughts of you are shaken
I still don’t think you dream about me
Dear, I hallucinate all the smiles I’ve mistaken
For “I love you”s and “I want you”s
I get so delusional thinking
You’d want me for more than a moment
You’ve got me unthinking
Every wish I began believing
Every kiss, every touch
Do you dream about me, Baby?
Or am I just your crutch
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