Lost

You always leave
From the same door
Every time you come near
You get terrified
And leave me hanging
On a thread of gold
And it's getting old

I craved your lips dripping
Sweet honey all over
But you leave me craving
Never care to ask
How much it bothers

You're too stubborn to look
And I'm too tired of calling
In my mind
Your lips are stuck on mine
Your scent I crave the most
It scares me that every time you leave
The maps leading you back to me
Might be lost

It's getting cold
And I'd rather
Undress on my own
Than wait for you
To undress my skin
This war we are fighting
Where no one ever wins
When is it gonna end?
Cause I'm too tired of holding
A flower to your face
And you holding an empty gun
I raise my flag
But you don't even know its color

You're too stubborn to look
And I'm too tired of calling
In my mind
Your lips are stuck on mine
Your scent I crave the most
It scares me that every time you leave
The maps leading you back to me
Might be lost