draw the curtain, dim the light keep your inner voice at bay it's a typical routine as there's nothing left to say
stoke the fire, let it roll find your temporary bliss in the bottom of my mind so I can make sense of this
sinking to the starting line where our love was just a fix
keep coming here at night to feed my appetite but I'm barely listening 'cause I'm barely there
feel the pressure caving in just a prelude to the end I couldn't stop it if I tried happens time and time again
human nature carries on we aren't lovers, we are friends
keep coming here at night to feed my appetite but I'm barely listening 'cause I'm barely there
sitting alone in the parking lot her spot is open, but is it right to take it if I'm not there for long I tell myself that it's mutual but as I fall for the bait again, my conscience isn't quite as strong
keep coming here at night I've got to do what's right but I'm barely listening 'cause I'm barely there