Nights by candlelight are not spent with you
But with a pen engraving our names as one mixed
With hearts and flowers onto this dripping paper

Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine
But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips
Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret

This clandestine love is the only stability I’ve known
Fights with friends and mom will come and go but I know
I’ll always have you waiting quietly

Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine
But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips
Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret

As our sweaters brush each other, fibers touching, my lungs grasp for air
I try to stay cool but these hormonic sentiments jig
Like water dancing sporadically on a hot skillet
Not until your musky scent has been swept away by the wind
Do I fall from fantasy and broken reality

Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine
But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips
Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret

I’m lying in bed, a razor in hand
Not that I want to die but just to destroy me
I carve as if it were Halloween in my skin

Thoughts of love tingle in my mind and they creep hastily up my spine
But those tender words settle wedged between my heart and lips
Your picture hidden beneath my pillow at night is my most genuine secret

Emotional distress tears me from bliss to despair
Your name on my arm remains tears me from bliss to despair
Your picture under my pillow, your name under my sleeve
Your picture under my pillow is my most genuine secret