<<Were you honest when you said "I could never leave your bed"? Wake me up and let me know you're alive, and will you fall in love again? Is the scent slowly spreading? I've been answering machines all night.

The moment that's where I kill the conversation, wrap this up,

With a lie that I'm enjoying every minute with myself,

As she could make hell feel just like home. So I'm never leaving her alone.

But if your lighting lips aren't mine, then I don't know the awkward stranger to my right. (but she's crying...)

A diamond gold ring costumized to cut your circulation,

but I couldn't let you go; no.>>