Paper cuts from the love letters That I wrote you Signed, sealed, delivered Like a post card long way, pure pleasure The blood dripping down my finger And thats my ink for the page I wear my heart on my sleeve I keep my mind in a cage 'Cause I don't trust my brain like I used to When did I become insane I refuse to fuck up But you brought me to a point of sanity So maybe you fixed me up Fixed me up Girl I always knew you'd be my bandage MIA I apologize for going M.I.A I apologize for going M.I.A Cup of coffee with your kisses at the light Supper's on me be my misses for the night She told me otherwise But she can't stand to see me start again I'll do what it takes to make you stay I can have my cake and eat it too Take a little piece and then you'll drop dead You'll fall into me I apologize for going M.I.A I apologize for going M.I.A White brick house Purple front door Ivy leaves on walls for decor With the yellow beach bike Basket in front Black and white tiled table for lunch Old money hood The horses outside Conversation pit The Porsche is our ride No little kids to make us go wild It's just you and I in our pretty dream house