Icarus

Darling, you're the sweetest wine, I want to taste you all the time

I'll pour myself down the drain

You're still my favorite cigarette, the taste of you I won't forget

I'll breathe in till my lungs deflate

I could send you different postcards every time I leave the state

I would walk a thousand miles through hell just to see your face

But I fly too close to the sun

A tragic tale, my wax wings start to run

We're broken parts of bleeding hearts

I'll love you till my breathing stops