I love your freckles, your sweet lips, your porcelain skin
I miss your laughter, your soft hands, our love, and sin
Though at times I seemed to have forgot these things
Because I broke what I once held close
My China Girl
My China Girl
Well, on top of a ferris wheel, I sat close to you
You touched my face and you let me touch you
And as the sun went down you pushed against my mouth
With those innocent lips, you said you liked the way I kissed, you said it was different
But then that fair left town
And I laughed as you frowned
Then those parties you went to, you danced with mannequins
You started growing, but drowning in sweet sedatives
Meanwhile I lost myself, I became someone else
Someone ruthless and mean, someone you shouldn't have had to meet
Someone you shouldn't have had to see
But remember that letter I wrote you begging you back for your love?
You read it, and smiled saying "I'm sorry, but I'm talking to someone"
And oh like hell that hurt, but your's was probably worst
So I will whisper an apology and I hope he's not like me
You know you hope he's not like me
But when my head starts spinning fast
That's when I wish that fair would come back
Just one more time
Does he touch like me?
Cuss like me?
Kiss like me?
Does he get pissed like me?
Does he change like seasons
For no reason?
Or commit treason?
I hope he's there when you need him