Goodness to godness
I am worried again
Are you in danger?
Is this overprotective?
He's locked in your arms now
Tight
Fist full of hair
Pulling you closer
She's afraid
And she is high on pain
Caught all up in
Caught all up in this
He is no one
She is hurting for some
She's locking the door now
Tight
Smoke in the air
Keeping her trapped there
She's afraid of leaving her to die
Hey. I am sorry.
I am sorry that you're not there
I am sorry.
I am sorry that you're not there
So kiss your heart goodbye
I am sorry I'm a liar
I'm a fake
So kiss your heart goodbye
I am sorry I'm a liar
I'm a fake