This time I'm gonna keep my all to myself She loves him, she loves him And he makes me want to hurt myself again She loves him, she loves him She loves him, she loves him And he makes me want to hurt myself again
Pedalling through The dark currents I find An accurate copy A blueprint Of the pleasure In me
He offers A handshake Crooked Five fingers They form a pattern Yet to be matched
On the surface simplicity But the darkest pit in me It's pagan poetry Pagan poetry
Morsecoding signals (signals) They pulsate (wake me up) and wake me up (pulsate) from my hibernate
love him, I love him I love him, I love him I love him, I love him I love him, I love him She loves him, she loves him
This time She loves him, she loves him I'm gonna keep me to myself She loves him, she loves him She loves him, she loves him This time