Mad Child

I like when you spill your brains out to me
‘Cos I like what’s in your head
Not what it thinks it should be
I like when your words paint crazy pictures
‘Cos I’m too deep in my own shit
To see beyond repeat
I like you with your eyes wild
I like when you don’t force your smile
I like who I see when you bleed through
You’re like a mad child
I can handle being knowing nothing
I don’t have to have a name
For every feeling between
And if it’s ugly please let’s let it happen
‘Cos no one can really say
What’s real anyway
I like us in the silence
I like us in our screaming fits
I like how I feel when you bleed through
Feel like a mad child