''Leave me bleeding on the bed, see you right back here tomorrow for the next round. Keep this scene inside your head as the bruises turn to yellow. When I dream, I dream of your lips. When I dream, I dream of your kiss.''
I frequently had this on repeat as a teenager, and listening to it now makes me sort of tearful. It feels like there might never be another tragic love song that young gay guys so easily could relate to, and it makes me sad because the love story told in the song is so destructive. Ugh, it physically hurts me to think about it too much.