Hothouse [Live at The Roxy Theatre in LA, California 26.06.2013]
You stand so still hiding on the corner Waiting for a sign to come, I come, ah I know your type, yeah, you’re all the same But who am I to blame when I fall deep?
In the beginning, you intrigue But the way you move, it terrifies me And you remind me of the things That I don’t need
You’re a hothouse flower Something I cannot handle You You Can’t handle you You can’t handle you
I take one step then I take one backwards I’m kinda curious, oh no, you got me already
In the beginning, you succeed But the way you move, it terrifies me And you remind me of the things That I don’t need
You’re a hothouse flower Something I cannot handle You You Can’t handle you You can’t handle you
I don’t need your mess I don’t need your shadow I don’t need your bed I always found it shallow
Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh
You’re a hothouse flower Something I cannot handle You You Can’t handle
You’re a hothouse flower Something I cannot handle You You Can’t handle you You can’t handle you