tonight is just enough for bodyheat and sad songs. i will sing for you what i wrote because you are the only one who would ever understand. so my love, just take my hand and we will scale the steepest hill and scream down at callous and mundane lives. save me from my room, save me from my thoughts. these are my hands and through them my soul translates melodies. i used to touch your face and hair and now all i can feel is metal and weeds.