My edict is between your two lips
I've seen a lot, the slave of their promise
I thought you had my remedy
Actually I was wrong
To you forever
My shelves are dusty
Now even your pinks
Can't clean those pages
This old wound of mine is closed leaning on you
There's no love left to hold on to
My dreams are a swing on the brink of the abyss
Will you stay on my mind after I'm gone