picking locks with scalpels

Tell me one more thing...Say it just like that...Make your mouth put me on my knees,heart for heart- hole open -handing you what i dont want anymore.Your's still pulsing and warm... like the words that we weave.Reach across and put it in me - pull you down and place it softly...A rythym i can't breathe to...and you would whisper thru the gasps.Time-Keeper, you settle the beat...drop me into your groove....*Your heart seems more precious than mine...I'm watching...smile for miles, struggling to find my pace... and then we collide...Your heart is still bleeding from the new hole in my chest.My heart seems to settle into you...