December 16, 2006

The first time you looked, at her curves you were hooked
And the glances you took, took hold of you
And demanded that you stay

And sunk in their teeth, bit you hard and released
Such a charge that you need, another touch
Another taste, another fix

She just might get you lost
And she just might leave you torn
But she just might save your soul
If she gets you and she, gets you any closer

- Dashboard Confessional Rooftops and Invitations

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