Bend my arms back, as fas they will go Tilt your head back, I'll sneak slow into your room Everything is fin, and I think that I'm lost again 16 months of hell and I'm over and done with this
Can you see me, through your window? Can you teach me, everything I need to know?
Can you please stop this angel? Can you please stop this angel?
You must be some kind of killer of something, I hope that you can hear this Some kind of killer with a passion for me She said, put your dagger in slow, 10inches above the knee and save me.
I always knew you were a sucker for the slow and pretty ones, I'm sorry I couldn't be that, but your apologies mean nothing to me now, no your apologies don't mean shit to me now.