I'mJamesMurphy'sThirdChin

I come and go

I would like to come by more

Cause I still have to learn

To let go

I was turning into a ghost

You walked through me most

of the time

But what never got lost was the hate

In your eyes

Everything you threw at me

On thursdays you got back with love

Last monday I liked more

But the ink on my hand is already getting lost

You know I allways share

And there was a couple of stares we shared

Every touch showing I care

And you smiled

Like you're aware

And I'm not scared

Of letting go

Because you know

I come and go

And everytime I'll take more with me

Cause you're my white gold

You're my Whitney