Cold light on the street Her scent in my hair Wings slung on my back Cheap strap cutting in Cold air on my skin Gravel under boots Quiet morning air Cars driving past slow Ghost hands on my waist Can't unfeel the touch Walk of shame back home Angel in dawn light Grip tight on my arms Cold street getting long Never felt like that Stranger in my skin Streetlights turning off Sore heel in my shoe Her words on a loop Cold breeze on my neck Sun peak on the brick Shiver in the breeze Quiet morning air Cars driving past slow Ghost hands on my waist Can't unfeel the touch Walk of shame back home Angel in dawn light Grip tight on my arms Cold street getting long Never felt like that Stranger in my skin Leaving her front door Stairs down to the lane She looked back at me Didn't say a word What does this mean now Fast steps to my porch Front door lock clicks in Her scent on my skin What do I do now What do I do...
