Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, I'm needy Warm me up and breathe me Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Ouch, I have lost myself

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,

This I swear Waiting for the one The day that never comes When they stand up and feel the warmth Love is a four letter word Born to push you around Better just stay down You pull away He hits the flesh

Warm my heart to remind And hold my head up high And help me to survive Take me for a ride Break me up and steal what's left inside And make them pray The iniquity has died inside and left a scar I'm all red and done Bring me peace and wash away my dirt

Something for the fans I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with

Let me break the ice Allow me to get you right But you warm up to me Baby I can make you feel And I can't get enough So let me get it up Ooh, looks like we're alone now You ain't gotta be scared Where you going now?

Lady, we can lay here and be lazy Let it all go, I'll be a pillow, slide just a little closer, let me warm you up Darling, drown in a river that you're caught in I wanna get lost in your silhouette, and don't forget that red, wet kiss on my lips. We

Be my friend, hold me Wrap me up, unfold me I am small, and needy Warm me up, and breathe me Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before Hurt myself again today And the worst part is there's no one else to blame Ouch, I have lost myself

Whiskey’d up, that wantin’ you again Starts kickin’ back in and I’m late night calling you up My heart starts hurtin’ when that bourbon starts burning And I can’t help but touch that stuff It’s just like you all warm and smooth Even though I know that

Mother Superior jump the gun I need a fix 'cause I'm going down She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, oh yeah She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand like a lizard on a window pane. The man in the crowd with the