5 years

björk sarkisi.

you think you’re denying me of something
well, i’ve got plenty
you’re the one who’s missing out
but you won’t notice

’til after five years
if you’ll live that long
you’ll wake up
all love-less

i dare you - to take me on
i dare you - to show me your palms
i’m so bored of cowards
who say what they want
then they can’t handle

you can’t handle love
baby, it’s obvious

i dare you - to take me on
i dare you - to show me your palms
what’s so scary?
not a threat in sight
you just can’t handle
you can’t handle love