cryformelater/die4MEnow.

Your lipstick on a paper cup

A little mouth without a face

You leave the sweetest part of you

On things somebody throws away

You pull me closer by the wrist

Then ask me why I never go

I used to call that tenderness

I liked the word,

so what'd I know?

Cry

for me later

Cry

for me later Die

for me now

Don't make a religion Of letting me down

Cry

for me later

Come a little closer You want me forever

I want you around

Around,

around I want you around

You press your thumb into the peach

Then put it back upon the pile

You want a thing that gives a little

I think about that for a while

I tell your friends you treat me well

You touch my leg beneath the chair

I can't remember when I learned

To take a warning as a dare

Cry

for me later

Cry

for me later

Die for me now

Don't make a religion Of letting me down

Cry

for me later Come a little closer You want me forever

I want you around

I make it sound like life or death

So you can't say you're tired

I ask for something no one gives Then call myself deprived

You say, "What would be enough?"

I hate how long I take

Cry

for me later Cry

for me later Die

for me now

Don't make a religion Of letting me down

Cry

for

me later

Come a little closer I ask you for forever

When I want you around

Around, around

I want you around

Just stay till the record ends You say,

"Which side?" I turn it over

One more time