Guilty As Sin?
[00:05.36] Drowning in the Blue Nile
[00:07.75] He sent me "Downtown Lights"
[00:13.06] I hadn't heard it in a while
[00:15.98] My boredom's bone-deep
[00:17.84] This cage was once just fine
[00:22.89] Am I allowed to cry?
[00:25.54] I dream of cracking locks
[00:28.20] Throwing my life to the wolves or the ocean rocks
[00:33.25] Crashing into him tonight, he's a paradox
[00:39.35] I'm seeing visions, am I bad?
[00:41.48] Or mad? Or wise?
[00:44.67] What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
[00:53.96] One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
[00:57.95] Oh, what a way to die
[01:04.32] I keep recalling things we never did
[01:08.84] Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our trysts
[01:14.42] Without ever touching his skin
[01:17.87] How can I be guilty as sin?
[01:23.98] I keep these longings locked
[01:29.03] In lowercase, inside a vault
[01:31.68] Someone told me there's no such thing as bad thoughts
[01:38.59] Only your actions talk
[01:41.51] These fatal fantasies giving way to labored breath
[01:46.56] Taking all of me, we've already done it in my head
[01:51.87] If it's make-believe
[01:54.26] Why does it feel like a vow we'll both uphold somehow?
[02:00.37] What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
[02:09.93] One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
[02:14.18] Oh, what a way to die
[02:19.76] My bedsheets are ablaze, I've screamed his name
[02:24.54] Building up like waves crashing over my grave
[02:30.12] Without ever touching his skin
[02:33.84] How can I be guilty as sin?
[02:38.89] What if I roll the stone away?
[02:43.40] They're gonna crucify me anyway
[02:47.92] What if the way you hold me is actually what's holy?
[02:54.82] If long-suffering propriety is what they want from me
[03:00.93] They don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly
[03:05.98] I choose you and me religiously
[03:13.68] What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
[03:22.98] One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
[03:27.50] Oh, what a way to die
[03:33.34] I keep recalling things we never did
[03:37.86] Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our trysts
[03:43.44] Without ever touching his skin
[03:46.62] How can I be guilty as sin?
[03:52.73] He sent me "Downtown Lights"
[03:58.04] I hadn't heard it in a while
[04:08.14] Am I allowed to cry?
