A bad idea a dirty ceiling
Plant it down and watch it grow there's something in the air this evening
As she came walking through the door
A different laugh a different feeling
I hadn't seen that dress before
These chemicals can be deceiving
What's that harm in just one more?
I should of walked right out that door
Tipped my cap been on my way
I should of headed strait back home
I should of asked about your day
Still see the sunlight in your hair
Still see the moonlight on your face
The cold concrete on my knees
And every time I fall asleep
The touch of velvet lips
And dreams of our last kiss
A guilty saint an honest villain
Well tell me which road I should take
When that water starts a spilling
Well how long till the levy breaks
So I wrestle with these demons
Past every streetlight on my way home
My epitaph can't bare repeating
So I'm carving in in to your front door
There's no more air for me to breath
There's no more words for me to say
You're every back turned on the street
I see you each and every day
Still see the sunlight in your hair
Still see the moonlight on your face
The cold concrete on my knees
And every time I fall asleep
The touch of velvet lips
And dreams of our last kiss
Oh cupid
Please help her find her way
Back to my arms
Back to my arms
Back to my arms
Arms
Arms
Woah oh