i still can't stop listening to jawbreaker

the way you don't back down is lovely
and the way you laugh at me is great.
i like hearing it so much that, well,
not all these screw-ups are mistakes.

the way your hands twist when you're worried
is sad, true, but it looks so nice;
there are times when i just let you worry and frown.
you're my secret. you're my vice.

the way your heart beats in my chest
and i feel you breathing in and out,
it's keeping me. it's killing me.
i'm yelling it out before it breaks me down,
breaks me now:

I
WANT
YOU.