N. Talekt - The Night lyrics

[verse 1] We argue … we disagree We talk a lot, but we don't really speak Dodge conversations, avoid injuries Daggers for eyes, sharp words, they cut pretty deep She don't wanna patch the wounds, she rather see it bleed Protects her misery with selective memories Says she's doing good, she just projects it differently She can keep a smile if she neglects to mention me ‘Cause I stress her, though the feelings mutual, I hide better Rummage through the closet drawers and find letters Confessions of the feelings she had in fine weather So I fold down the photo album on my dresser ‘Cause how can I trust her? When it's dark outside she don't provide effort It seems in the night the only thing she offers is Shattered dreams, broken pictures and promises [verse 2] 3000 miles away with my thoughts on a Virginian ‘Cause we separated by more than just the distance Tension, she finds faults with my intentions I'm thinking I deserve some applause for my resistance For instance, right after she called giving the business I found myself surrounded by broads showing me interest Said I had a girl back at home, but she insisted It's only for the night baby, I can be your mistress Although I stayed strong with my defenses You can thank the break of dawn for the decision ‘Cause when the night takes hold it's pretty convincing Devil sitting on my shoulder, my angel gone missing He whispering, “How would she ever know the difference And she gon' think the worst anyway, so why not give it? Love is a drug, you'se an addict, you dependent And the only way for you to break the habit is to kick it Why don't you let the night fix it?” [verse 3] So perhaps temptation Got me on the path to inflation I start to rise, but the cost is high Am I thinking straight? Have I lost my mind? ‘Cause the options I've taken, under consideration Used to be forbidden, now I entertain them Claim she need space, so much pressure in her mind Tell me she can't trust me ‘til I catch her in her lies Eyes out the window of this cold apartment Not much to console when u grown so heartless The light makes it so hard to scope ya target But life so clear under the cloak of darkness And that's what provides the answers Nightclubs, pretty girls, private dancers It's not romantic, but it might be best thing going And it's hard to say no, when the night takes over