Greg Freeman - Numb lyrics

At my worst I'm a terrorist of love At my best i'm the king of compa**ion From a long line of doing it wrong I strike a melody to see me right Oh where is my love For I won't be coming home tonight In a maze of indecision And a drought of action in the mind From a long line of doing it wrong I strike a melody to see me right Oh where is my love Does she think of me in the dead of the night Oh where is my love For I won't be coming home tonight The dawn sings a to me Says the sun is coming for you and me Our dreams will all unfold, pick the thread up And sow sows sow sow sow sow sow sow sow From a long line of doing it wrong I strike a melody to see me right From a long line of doing it wrong I strike a melody to see mee right Oh where is my love Does she think of me in the dead of night Oh where is my love For I won't be coming home tonight