Lighthouse
Paris Jackson
I'm the flask in your pocket on a rainy day
And she's the one that you share it with on the train
And you burn your throat
Intoxicated on what could have been our love
And I know those few drops won't satiate
And I know I'm not what fills your veins
Made it to the coast
With your notes on my ghost and everything it's made of
I can feel the lights go low
But I don't wanna let go now
Maybe if I turn around, you'll see me
And what you used to be
(Your wave keeps crashing in a changeless sea)
(And I can't help but feel it's drowning me)
No, I can't breathe
The oil burnt in the lighthouse
My ship wrecked on your teeth
I can feel the lights go low
But I don't wanna let go now
Maybe if I turn around, you'll see me
I can feel the lights go low
But I don't wanna let go now
Maybe if I turn around, you'll see me
And what you used to be