Paris Jackson - Lighthouse

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

I know those few drops won't satiate
I know I'm not what fills your veins
You 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
I can't help but feel it's drowning me
No I can't breathe
The oils 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