Collarbone

from Slow Burn EP by Condition White

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lyrics

Collarbone, pokin' out
issuin' a vicious
invitation to consume
to sweat the makeup off your face
yes it's a race,
and y'ain't gonna finish last

You had me shell-shocked
knocked back by a blast of perfume
a whisper over my shoulder
the number of your room
you had me half cocked,
walkin' outta that door and from

That moment on
I knew I had to have you
take my stab at you

And if I'd known
how much you'd hurt me
i would still grab at you,
take my stab at you

Shakin' hands, rakin' pointed fingers
over a skeleton back,
oven rackin' up the heat
your lips are sweet
but your tongue is cruel

so I twist twist twist your crank,
a pull turns to a yank,
and I wonder which face I'll see
and what song is comin'
out of your music box
what vox I can coax
out of your silver-lined throat, from...

That moment on
I knew I had to have you
take my stab at you

And if I'd known
how much you'd hurt me
i would still grab at you,
take my stab at you