can foolhardy love affairs,
be more than just wet thighs?
the all that you're giving me
i don't recognize

the strength of your beauty's been
somewhere seeking solitude
but you're just afraid of her
it's all in your eyes

and here we are
my heart's in your hand
we did this all wrong
let's do it again
you're a gun

and this bad taste of leaving
will rush through our mouths
and these words that i'm sealing
i'll start it now

and if my words were stone
(and if my words were stone)
i'd kiss them in your mouth
(i'd kiss them in your mouth)
and though you're the lion
(and though you're the lion)
i'll drag you down

and here we are
my heart's in your hand
we did this all wrong
let's do it again
you're a gun

and here we are
my heart's in your hands
we did this all wrong
let's do it again

so let's sing tonight
holding my hand
we could be friends
but i'm better off sleeping alone
i'm nothing (like an urn)
i'm filling my body with flesh that you've burnt