You look good in leather….In bars
Breaking things, breaking hearts.

You look good in pleasure…. In hotels
Loneliness is the key to break that spell.

I am terrified
I think too much
I get emotional
When I drink too much
I buy every crime
‘cause I don’t trust
I am terrified
I think too much

In your blood… in fetish (infected?)
(the pride?) of a million teasing moments of light/life

Who’ll release you from the circus…. --- way
But the gravity between us, will keep us (sane/the same?)

I am terrified
I think too much
I get emotional
When I drink too much
I buy every crime
‘cause I don’t trust
I am terrified
I think too much

I am terrified
I think too much
I get emotional
When I drink too much
I buy every crime
‘cause I don’t trust
I am terrified
I am terrified

I am terrified
I think too much
I drink too much