To feel so bad, to feel so good, to let it be misunderstood, A quiet room is what you get, an empty glass, an unmade bed, A picture window with a view, and all I think about is you Now I long to lose my senses to love you all over again. The shouted

A sin for him To paradise with pleasure haunted by fear Desire within Take heed, dear heart Once apart, she can touch nor me nor you Dressed as one A wolf will betray a lamb Lead astray the gazers The razors on your seducing skin

I'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here I wake up in the mornin' in a lonely ice and bed Thinkin' 'bout the nightmare that just played in my head I think of all the things I miss Like moments that we share a kiss so dear I search your

It was pretty in May, but it died in June I watched her go After she planted her love in the top soil And from the top soil an iris bloomed If I could be just one thing I would be what you’re craving Six foot three with steel blue eyes Sweep you off of

And I hear this calling still you don't seem so far at all And I hear this calling out My strengths been tested I wear the scars that prove I secretly crave, crave that scent again Still feel it pressing on me now Now with the onset, my flesh is

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

You want me to give you a testimony about my life And how good he's been to me I don't know what to tell you about him I love him so much with all my heart And my soul, with every bone in my body I love him so much Because he's done so much for me Every

She's got that true blood Show me what your working with I think she's got that true blood Every time you're 'round I can smell it in you I come around and raise the hell out of you It's that demon, it's so mean, that's got me screaming Make me wanna

I know we'll be lovers again, darling I know we'll be lovers again It's a matter of time The one in the end, I was your friend Till you see that I'm I got pictures of you in funny poses Letters from you with pressed yellow roses I've got souvenirs of fun

Bada-bang-bang In the club, boy, I'll forget you not With my friends, boy, I'll forget you not Brand new man, boy, I'll forget you not Baby, baby, I'll forget you not How come they don't make 'em like you, babe? Oh, I never respected We can make this