Neon Confessions

Verse 1
The crystal chandelier sways at 3 AM
In the whiskey reflection, your collarbone gleams with scars
Our kisses feel like forbidden drugs
The cross under the bed, crushed by desires

Pre-Chorus
You said you'll fill my hearse with roses
Said my sins make your eyes clearer

Chorus
Neon confessional, we are each other's priests
Turning lies into prayers, redeeming in decadence
Fingerprints on the ice glass leave bloody stigmata
This cathedral of revelry, tainted with loneliness