Comparisons are easily doneonce you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
i pick the ripest one
i still got the seed
you told me move on where i go
but when im with him i am thinking of you
what you would do if
you were the one who was spending the night
you are like an indian summer in the middle of winter
like a hard candy with a surprise center
how do i get better once i've had the best
and he kissed my lips, i taste your mouth
he pulled me in, i was disgusted with myself
The best and you i do regret
how i could let myself let you go
now,now the lessons learned
i touched and i was burned
i think you should know
