You can't be anything but honest 'Cause there's magic in your head There's no forgiveness in the air 'Cause it's warmer in your bed
So what's it like to live inside A world you'll never really share What's it like to live inside A world that doesn't really care
Lying awake in the dead of the night Seeing my life and it's not looking bright I'm freezing to death in the warmth of your arms I'm wasting my charms
A man indeed who could not bleed Except with ink and blood and bone He couldn't find a way to speak Of life and death he stood alone
His every waking moment cried Enough to make him feel too much He couldn't face the truth and lied Recoiled from his lover's touch
Lying awake in the dead of the night Seeing my life and it's not looking bright I'm freezing to death in the warmth of your arms I'm wasting my charms
It's my choice to save my life It's my choice to throw the dice It's my choice
Lying awake in the dead of the night Seeing my life and it's not looking bright I'm freezing to death in the warmth of your arms I'm wasting my charmsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
