| If the time was right, I would take you home
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| It would be so nice, we could be alone
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| But we’re not alone
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| You and I have our demons we can’t control
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| But we try with our vices tonight
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| In a perfect world, I’d be a better girl
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| I would mind my words and have hair that curls
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| But it’s not that world
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| And it’s becoming clearer with every look, every glance in the mirror
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| You’re pushing me further from you
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| So take back your precious time
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| It’s taking over mine
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| And I’m too blind to recognize so many things
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| So take it back for me
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| So take it back for me
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| If I only knew what I meant to you
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| Maybe I’d be true, would not question you
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| But that’s hard to do
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| Cause it’s becoming clearer that I’m abused by the things that I fear
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| I’m pushing you further from me
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| All that’s left are silhouettes and shadows on the wall
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| Stale ashes fill the glasses on the wooden floor
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| Reminds me of a time when we would smoke indoors
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| Sleeping just enough to understand what burns, understand what pain is
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| I understand what pain is
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| So take back your precious time
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| It’s taking over mine
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| And I’m too blind to recognize so many things
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| So take it back for me
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| So take it back for me |