these childish crimes, your lonely eyes
we pack such a strong serial scheme of make believers
do the cries from this spectre ignite power or fear
you know what you are doing when you throw me those hips
quiet secrets spilled coyly from from the edge of your lips
and i know what you are saying
inside this darkness... behind the rumors of my mind
the truth is a yellow balloon floating in a white room
deceitfully small, awkwardly alone, ambiguously loud
this world had so much to live for before i loved you
and honesty will smother the life breathing through us all
pounds of fog escaping our mouths
it's cold and wet outside but tonight i can only feel you
stabbing me back into my lifeless soul, my cavern
asking me to be stronger this time, baby kiss me now
and i just want everyone to see me hung for my misfortunes
it's time i pay the price for my sins, i'll leave myself in love here
