Fingertips

Alternative pop

May 8th, 2024suno

Lyrics

If only I had never ever let you kiss my lips If only I had never let you touch me like this Those feelings deep they follow me Just like they did back then But youre missing from the other end While they fuck with my head Those finger tips I miss them now The way they were back then Caressing skin and inner bones Making me at home with them If only I had never ever let me fall in like That’s how it starts, broken hearts, and loneliness at night I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then, they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here If only I had never ever let us cross that line If only I could control the thoughts that hurt within Those memories they follow me Just like a never ending song But they're mixed up with reality And now the beat sounds wrong Those finger tips I miss them now The way they were back then Caressing skin and inner bones Making me at home with them If only I had never ever let me fall in like That’s how it starts, broken hearts, and loneliness at night I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here If I, close my eyes I can, still Those finger tips I miss them now The way they were back then Caressing skin and inner bones Making me at home with them Now you're no longer in my bed Despite the things we left unsaid But they still trace the spaces That keep fucking with my head If only I had never ever let me fall in like That’s how it starts, broken hearts, and loneliness at night I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then, they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here If only I had never ever let us cross that line If only I could control the thoughts that hurt my pride Those memories they follow me Just like a never ending song But they're mixed up with reality And now the beat sounds wrong Those finger tips I miss them now The way they were back then Caressing skin and inner bones Making me at home with them If only I had never ever let me fall in like That’s how it starts, broken hearts, and loneliness at night I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here If I, close my eyes I can, still pretend They’re looking for those places that are not discovered yet And asking me without a Those memories they follow me Just like a never ending song But they're mixed up with reality And now the beat sounds wrong Those finger tips I miss them now The way they were back then Caressing skin and inner bones Making me at home with them If only I had never ever let me fall in like That’s how it starts, broken hearts, and loneliness at night I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here If I, close my eyes I can, still pretend They’re looking for those places that are not discovered yet And asking me without a word to stay longer in bed Those finger tips I miss them now The way they were back then Caressing skin and inner bones Making me at home with them If only I had never ever crossed that line If only I could control those thoughts that hurt my pride If only I had never ever let me fall in like That’s how it starts, broken hearts, and loneliness at night I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here If I, close my eyes I can, still pretend They’re looking for those places that are not discovered yet And asking me without a word to stay longer in bed If I, close my eyes I can, still pretend They’re looking for those places that are not discovered yet If I, just give in I can, change the end And you're asking me without a word to stay longer in bed Those finger tips I miss them now The way they were back then Caressing skin and inner bones Making me at home with them If only I had never ever let me fall in like That’s how it starts, broken hearts, and loneliness at night I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here I let myself trust things unseen For reasons now beyond me My instinct said you cared But then they sense your finger tips though you’re no longer here

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