Pyro

Here's to wine

Here's to roses

Here's to restaurant bathrooms

and the same green sheets

Here's to my sexy mistake 

of fucking you to all of my favorite cd's

Here's to cocktails, red wine, couches and cooking

Here's to a late alarm ~ again

and sleeping 'til two ~ thanks

Here's to a hanging chinese lantern

green means calm 

and aries means pyro

here's to the poems I can't stop writing about you

here's to a lounge, to a stairwell, to a corridor, to a street

every song is a soundtrack of you

and when I cant come without seeing your face 

then here's to the house of yes

yes 

yes

so what if you never screamed my name

I never said I love you ~ don't forget

so you be him and I'll be her

in every drop of alcohol there's poison 

and every thorn pricks hard

2002