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