do you know what’s on my mind what i show what i hide behind do you still believe that i’m your prince you are perfect and so clean with no dirt and sins within you’re in love but i am in disease
i touch your hip it seems like crime you still don’t know that you are mine i touch your hip it seems like crime i’ll cry but then my tears will dry
we’re alone right here right now i’ll get closer anyhow don’t pretend you don’t want to go on paralyzed i look at you i try to fight to get through you’re the angel but i’m made of stone