Run me to the battleground
Strap me with a gun...

Run run, from what you had
Run while you're hurt...

I thrive on temptation
I'd rather lust than deprive...

"I don't wanna get a bath!"
But in the tub she goes...

Little Jenny's in her room,
She was beat again...

There was nothing left
Ashes of lost memories...

You have given me a life,
That you burden each day...

Dead on the doorsteps
Of an old, solemn church...

30 states of spectators
A cement border in between...

I'm so in love with you,
and all the small things, that you do...

Waves of nostalgia,
She is the sand of the sea...

Dust settling on a window pane
window's closed, 'cause it always rains...