Rooftops and Invitations - Dashboard Confessional
The first time you looked at her curves
You were hooked
And the glances you took
Took hold of you and demanded that you stay.
And sunk in their teeth
Bit your heart and released.
Such a charge that you need
Another touch, another taste, another fix
She just might get you lost.
And she just might leave you torn.
But she just might save your soul
And she gets you when she
She gets you any closer.
She leads you up
Points out skylines and stars.
Steeple chases in bars and took your keys
And demanded that you stay
The city longs well for
Rooftops and invitations
All laced in secret places
She moves you to touch with her hands
And she just might get you lost.
And she just might leave you torn.
But she just might save your soul
And she gets you when she
She gets you any closer.
Can you believe your eyes
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