Through Cold Hands

He was absolutely right.
Everyone else gets caught
In the middle of our tragic love.

I've counted off my fingertips
Boys I've crushed and trampled,
Running back to you.

We've no right, but a reason
For tearing hearts apart
To find attraction always exists.

Nothing I say justifies
The way I throw dolls aside
Who only wish to please.

You're the rebel who stood out
And made a difference
With your simple actions.

I changed my life to fit
The stampede my heart formed
When you touched my throat.