| We are lying in your bed
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| The wine is spinning in my head
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| I want to kiss you one more time
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| But my lips are sore and I’m
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| Awfully aware I shouldn’t even be here
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| I shouldn’t even be here
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| I want to taste it one more time
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| The saltiness the smoke sublime
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| Your eyes are calling me to stay
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| And the door’s so far away
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| But I’m awfully aware I shouldn’t even be here
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| I shouldn’t even be here
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| I should have stayed away from you
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| I should have run when I first saw you
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| I should have chosen another way
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| And yet I’m standing here before you
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| Awfully aware I shouldn’t even be here
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| I shouldn’t even be here
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| The forest used to seem so dark
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| Now it seems magically enchanting
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| I want to get lost in your thorns
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| I want to hide behind your branches
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| But I’m awfully aware I shouldn’t even be here
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| I shouldn’t even be here
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| It’s like I can’t control my mind
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| And I can’t control my body
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| I keep ending up back here
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| Though I know it’ll make me sorry
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| And you’ll never let me near
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| I shouldn’t even be here
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| The dawn is breaking as I tangle myself out of your sheets
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| I am shaking as the cold air hits my skin and I weep
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| I shouldn’t be here
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| You shouldn’t be here
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| We shouldn’t be here again |