i lost my head out in a coat pin then mean as always waiting you lost your nerve and i want control look and feeling i can feeling and it feels like waiting
we push and pull, revolving doors we and up wear we were before right back at the scene
like an open door to an empty room you still apart of me, me in apart of you an another life we could work it out but we never speak, so its hard to do… we really wonna live this way coz all i really wanna is you to stay maybe its easier comatose