midnight carousel

Silver dress and Sunday bruises, Heart still beating where it loses. Neon rivers down the boulevard, Dreams are cheap, but loving you is hard. You come around with that holy sin, Whispered lies on my porcelain skin. I know your game, but I let you in, Just one more time… I never win. Spin me 'round the midnight carousel, Promises that taste like smoke and spell. You say it's love — but darling, I can tell, It's just another ride I know too well. Cherry lips and motel windows, Faded stars becoming shadows. Playing house in a cheap hotel, A thousand poems I'll never tell. You paint my name like a tragedy, Soft and slow, like a prophecy. I swear I'm done — but you look at me, And I fall back… so willingly. Spin me 'round the midnight carousel, Promises that taste like smoke and spell. You say it's love — but darling, I can tell, It's just another ride I know too well. If I could break the spell you cast, Maybe this time we'd be the last. But every time you touch my past, The carousel starts turning fast… Round and round, I lose myself, Midnight dreams on a broken shelf. You call it love — I know it's hell, Still riding on this carousel…