You kiss like a warning, I bleed when you smile,
We burn down the room just to rest in the trial.
You’re the prayer I can’t confess,
The cure that feels like consequence.

And I keep runnin’ back, yeah I always do,
’Cause pain feels holy when it comes from you.

You’re the salt in the wound that I can’t close,
The fire that burns but never goes cold.
I swear I’m free, but I’m still chained to you,
Yeah, you’re the salt — the salt in the wound.

We don’t talk love, we just trade scars,
Countin’ regrets like constellations in the dark.
Every night I promise I’ll walk away,
But your shadow begs me to stay.

You’re the ghost that sleeps beside my bones,
The ache I crave when I’m alone.
If this is love, it cuts too deep,
But God, it’s the only way I feel anything.

You’re the salt in the wound that I can’t close,
My sweetest pain, my overdose.
I swear I’m done, but I still see you —
Yeah, you’re the salt…
You’re the salt in the wound.

And I keep on bleeding you.