Ache

out of my mind
you're in my head
my head is aching
aching I am for you
for you I'd cut myself
I'd cut myself out of the sky
the sky is yellow
yellow cheeks on your lips
lips taste sweet
sweet as November
November rains on my grave
gravely
you tell me
you're in my head
and you can't get out
get out of this
this is not right
right where you are
is where I belong
I belong to those lips
lips tell me no
no way out
out of my mind
you're in my head