I wish we could be together, someday perhaps together.
I don't know...
Give me, give me, give me one more reason to call you, I'm running out of time.
Love me, love me, love me, like there's no tomorrow. Let me make you mine.
Cards flat down on the table, sitting here hoping we can make things stable.
You carress my leg like it's yours to own, digging your fingers right down to the bone but perhaps I ain't loving the game you play.
You can only have one, not two or three. There you sit with your big blue eyes, ordering me about like I'm your prize.
You're something special, unique:
Something makes me feel weak.
I wonder if I'll ever get you to keep.
I wonder if we'll ever get that far or are you still trapped behind her big sports car?
But I question: what happened to you prefering guys?
So the times you called me pretty - were they just lies?
You got something that's hard to find,
you're like a woman of a different kind.
I drew a world that began to rust -
To you I'm a phantom who's faded to dust.
To you, I'm a ghost - a wanderer.
To you, she's a girl to smite.
Live my days, black and white and colorless.
Gave hope its last lick of light.