Ring of Fire

it's funny.

i still know it's your favorite song,

even though you never really told me.

i know that landing strips and cocaine lines get you off.

obviously.

the only way to handle late nights.

details, details, details, you tell me.

but i don't see the details,

love,

just the sand between us,

in which my toes have drawn a line.

it annoys you though,

and i don't understand that.

call me naive.

i thought you were waiting for the time to come

to force a decision.

a decision so fucking scary that you piss yourself.

a coin flip for love or loss. heads or tails.

details, details, details, love.

you're going to have to choose one.