Shame

Well call it naive but I’d like to learn,
How your love can,
React to my skin like a chemical burn,
Again and again.
Cause I know it’s instant,
I know it’s quick,
Stirring heat in my bones.
And frankly my dear,
I need more of this,
Because you’re a mistake worth repeating.
Yes, you’re a mistake worth repeating,
But this mark on my skin’s slowly healing.
So let’s make believe that this burn’s a mark,
Let it shame my pride.
Reminding our lips when they draw apart,
Sometimes good won’t mean right.
Cause I know it’s instant,
I know it’s quick,
Stirring heat in my bones.
And frankly my dear,
I need more of this,
Because you’re a mistake worth repeating.
Yes, you’re a mistake worth repeating,
But this mark on my skin’s slowly healing.