No, We Won't Run Away.
 

You think you own me, but nobody does
you think you haunt me in dreams, but it's just lust
how could I love a face like yours, with eyes like those, what have you seen?
Misguided thoughts at the slightest touch, my blood runs cold, where have you been?
No replies to my inquisitive nature,
a smile or a smirk, nothing written on paper
the thoughts get darker, the drama gets thicker
no tears in your eyes as the outlook is bleaker

You think the click of your fingers, is a magic sound
That your beauty alone will have me crawling along the ground
how could I fall for tricks like those, that have seen countless men, detest your species
the path I've followed of others mistakes as I forget myself when you kiss me sweetly

Just a little thought of how I like to do these things
 

Wrong or right it works for me

I break up my songs into singing type format. I'm sure theres some fancy word for it, but that doesn't matter right now. This format makes it easier to apply music to. For me anyways. Sometimes even applying your words to someone elses music help tempo the words for you which in turn makes it easier to edit, but this is all just a thought. What you have reads strong and clean.