I have this corrosive effect
You touch me it spreads
I'm sorry it's spilled onto your life
I didn't mean to color outside the lines
Your my best friend
And our lives blend
But not this way
It's too much to hold
I'm sorry it's so old
I'm a mess, I can't even go
I wish I was strong enough to hold my own
I have this corrosive touch and it's leaking onto you.
I'm sorry my friend, I didn't mean too.