Part my hair like a schoolgirl, straight, down the middle. I'm trying to be good, but I could reconsider. Dressed in all white, kneeling before you like there's no God. Looking at me like that, your hands on my face, I'm back in the past, a place with no name, So hot and so heavy, some dark little heaven you are.
Lying awake, telling myself a story. Breathless confession at four in the morning, I want what you want. Is that wrong?
Call it a seance, the way that you're back from the dead. How am I s'posed to not hold my breath? Well, you're here while it lasts. I guess there's a danger in coming this close to the edge. With my body against yours, I can see my past, present, future, and you're in it.
Yeah, I cried all my tears, Devil knows when I'm weak. Saw me standing alone and he sent you to me. Your hands, so much softer than I could remember in dreams.
Heaven forgives so, I ignore her warnings. And fuck everybody that had you before me. I want what you want. So come on...
Call it a seance, the way that you're back from the dead. How am I s'posed to not hold my breath? Well, you're here while it lasts. I guess there's a danger in coming this close to the edge. With my body against yours, I can see my past, present, future, and you're in it.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
