In my arms
I liked brown eyes
but you made me realize
that ocean blue is my type
Drank whiskey every night
alone in my room
until you came along
with your favourite wine
Blood-stained clothes
and bloodshot eyes
foul mouth
and a sexy voice.
Short guys were never my type
but here you are
making me fall for you
with your 101 charms.
But oh, darling—
oh, my dear hat rack,
please do tell me
what should i do
to have you here
in my arms?






