Take a number, have a seat and dust the covers off Drop the clutch and make the wheels spin Melt into the night Say goodbye now, bed discarded Created from these thoughts Somehow the drama led to the notion That only faith survives So the story goes Am I really safe in your arms Does it ever hurt, do you ever know And now I'm waiting on line And yes I'm hating that I feel so exposed Scared to dream, shed the dead weight from my last scene ya So the story goes Am I really safe in your arms Does it ever burn Does it ever hurt, do you ever know And now I'm waiting on line And yes I'm hating that I feel so alone Scared to dream, shed the dead weight from my last scene