Ear contact

Room with a view
Carpeted floor
It makes no sound
When we talk

No eye contact
They bleach the sheets
Do you know why
Think about it

He touched my ear
He touched my ear
He touched my ear
And left the room

Night in Berlin
Inflated hopes
I took my earring off
And it bled

We watched it run down like a pearl
This life feels like fiction to me

He touched my ear
He touched my ear
He touched my ear
And left the room

He touched my hair
He touched my hair
He touched my hair
And left the room